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With a bright flash of light from above, the advancing members of their makeshift party [i]must[/i] have found something. To Locke, the light that emerged was unlike anything he'd seen. It was [i]powerful.[/i] His eyes could usually see through magic. Whatever it was, Locke was unable to peer beyond the light. No, it was more powerful than that. It physically pained him. He immediately closed his eyes to avoid the light, placing his hand over his mask to stop more. 

The radiance only meant bad things. Now, every crew in the ruins knew exactly where to find the relic. The thought of which annoyed Locke. More danger.

With a great sigh, he took a spot relaxing against a wall. They'd haul out whatever the treasure was then leave. Hopefully, with Locke no worse for wear.

Or maybe they died. Though, the scream of "what the fuck" did make it seem that something was still alive up there.

Soon after, a figure slowly descended from the hole. A new person? Did someone get the treasure before them? No, Cecilia and the others came out soon after. They were friendly, at least. More confused, if anything.

The arrival of the other fat-filled girl spoke of bizarre things and the rest of them attempted to make sense of it. Unlike the rest of them, Locke wasn't exactly interested in making sense out of everything or caring of the sudden realizations that the confused girl was making.

[color=EB9B40]"I'd [i]hate[/i] to ruin everyone else's mood,"[/color] he delivered out in an inauthentic, uncaring tone, [color=EB9B40]"but that light just marked us for death. Leaving these horrible ruins is probably in the best of all of our interests."[/color]