(Time-Stilled World, Castle Bravo Perimeter, Leo's POV)
Once the repair work was done, the most difficult part truly began, which was planning how to carry out the actual heist?
So far, although Leo had scouted the outer courtyard in suffocating detail—mapping every collapsed arch, every inch of stone between his entry point and the teleportation gate—he had not even gotten a peek inside the central structure, which was where he suspected the treasure being kept.
Leo knew that if he wanted even a sliver of hope at completing this mission without dying a gruesome, meaningless death, then he needed to figure out a way to breach that structure and scout its interior.
But every time he so much as looked at it from his perch in the tree, his instincts screamed at him to look away.
He didn't want to go in.
He couldn't go in.
