The man slowly opened his eyes.
Then smiled.
"Congratulations."
His voice echoed through the chamber.
"You made it farther than expected."
Andre immediately pointed.
"Why are you sitting on a plastic chair?"
The man stared at him.
Several seconds passed.
Then he ignored the question entirely.
"My name is Fais."
He stood.
Metal gauntlets reflected the maintenance lights.
Silver on the left.
Gold on the right.
"I've been waiting for you."
Kai instinctively stepped forward.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Fais..."
He replied.
Fais cracked his neck.
"And unfortunately."
His smile widened.
"You've become a problem."
CLANG.
The metal door behind them burst open.
Boots echoed throughout the chamber.
One cultist.
Five.
Ten.
Twenty.
Dozens poured into the room.
Weapons drawn.
Andre slowly looked back.
Then at Fais.
Then back at the cultists.
Then back at Fais.
"Okay."
He cracked his knuckles.
"Now that's suspicious."