Eren stepped out of the chamber, the heavy stone door closing behind him with a resounding thud that seemed to echo through his very bones. The cool corridor air hit his face like a slap, and he welcomed it. His hands were steady as he adjusted his tunic, but his mind was anything but calm.
The same two guards from before stood at attention, their armor gleaming in the torchlight. They straightened immediately upon seeing him, their expressions filled with the same reverence as before, though perhaps even more pronounced now.
"Veilwalker," the taller guard said, bowing deeply. "The Master awaits your return. She is most eager to hear of your... accomplishments."
The shorter guard nodded enthusiastically. "Your reputation grows with each passing hour, sir. The entire fortress speaks of nothing but your incredible abilities."
