Several hours had gone by since then, and the moon was now high in the sky, bathing the northern fortress in a ghostly light. Upon entering, Kaiden had immediately separated from the group and hidden himself in the one place he was certain no one would willingly search: the toilets.
Though, Kaiden had vehemently rejected the idea of hiding beneath them, where all the disgusting shit went. There were some things even a successful mission wasn't worth. Instead, he had chosen to hide above, wedging himself against the ceiling where no one would think to look.
Unfortunately, distance apparently meant nothing to the ungodly stench below. It had somehow found its way up to him anyway, leaving Kaiden with a permanently twisted expression for the past several hours.
Zephyrion's mission had been quite simple. Use the chaos from the fire to sneak into the northern fortress and destroy their Bastion Core.
