"You said I shouldn't trust anyone. So why should I trust you with my Codex?" Jael put his hand over the Codex. Even though it was solid to him, to others, it'll be a hologram.
Litha looked at him with a baffled look on her face, and like before, Temur laughed. "I'm beginning to like you, Jael. You've managed to surprise Litha twice now."
"That's a problem," Litha said. "I can't show you around without touching on the Codex. Since you are a novice and didn't pass through floor 103– where the basics are taken."
"Very well. We will all share our Codex; this way, there won't be any issues, right?" issues raised her brown.
Jael shrugged. "That's fine."
Temur clapped. "Before you start all that we should get out of here. We don't know if there are still members of the cult, we don't want to be caught after we kill their priestess."
"Let's see if we can get our things," Litha said.
But instead of going to the tunnel as Jael expected, Litha crouched before the woman, her hands outstretched but then she paused and looked at him. "Come here. Loot her."
Jael blinked. "I should steal from her?"
She didn't flinch. "If that's what you want to call it. She kidnapped us and would kill us, but she's the one that's dead now, so yes, 'steal' from her if you want to. Just do it."
He started from the front pocket and then her side ones, doing his best not to get blood on his hands. His stomach rolled but he firmed his gut. 'Am I not the one that said I want to climb the Tower? Well, then I should get used to this
He found nothing in her pockets, the only place she had anything valuable was on her left finger. A black ring with a small stone set in the middle.
"And you Jael! Start looting, too; it's not as if they can use the materials again. And the GUV will take everything anyways."
That caught Jael's attention as he also began to loot the bodies, he knew about the GUV, an association made up of representatives from all over the countries on earth. They are in charge of floors 103 to 100 and anything Tower and dungeon-related on Earth – which means they are in charge of who climbs the Tower or not.
"Mmmmuh!"
Jael recoiled from the body he was checking, it was alive. "The fuck!"
Temur and Litha were there immediately, with daggers in hand, but there was no immediate threat. In front of them was a bound and gagged boy of about the same age as then.
"A survivor," Jael said, his pulse thundering in his ears.
With a swipe, Litha cut the rope binding his hand and legs but left the power-suppressing cuff untouched. "Who are you?" She demanded.
The boy is a human and smiles, relieved. "I'm so happy to see you; I thought they were going to kill me as they did the others!"
"When were you taken?" Temur asked gently.
"Five? Six days ago? Do you have food? I've not been fed for days!" He struggled to sit up.
"We don't have food." Litha blamed herself for not checking for survivors. Her abilities are straightforward, but they give her flexibility that isn't available to others. She straightened and closed her eyes and felt with all her senses at once. She listened to the flow of mama in the area.
Apart from the four of them, there's no one else with a beating heart in the pit. Wait...Litha shivered. Then she listened again, and her eyes snapped open; she turned to the others. "We have to get out of here fast. Whatever they are trying to summon it seems they succeed or something because I can feel life from that pot!"