At the moment Lian turned back, ready to leave, a very familiar, almost traumatic sound echoed in his ears.
"Damn, damn!"
Without waiting a moment longer, he gathered all his strength to escape as quickly as possible.
"I knew it, damn it, I am too unlucky, but how does one stay quiet?! I almost always think out loud!"
Lian continued to curse while crushing the stone fragments of the statues without thinking twice, even risking tripping over a jagged shard that gleamed faintly in the dim light.
The familiar sound began to grow louder, but Lian had already reached halfway through the path to exit the tower.
"Not much further, come on!" he repeated, his eyes betraying his growing anxiety. From that distance, he could almost see the light coming from outside.
Almost…
At the moment Lian reached the doors, a thudding sound made him stop abruptly. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, watching the doors slam shut with a bang that sent a cloud of ancient dust swirling around him.
