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As the dust from the explosion settled, Krait emerged from the cypress tree he had sheltered behind. He crouched down and checked the backpack for the three seals and smiled as he examined each in turn.
Samael would be pleased.
He glanced back at the now-buried entrance to the cave. There was no way of checking whether the agents inside were still alive but they should at least be trapped and injured, hopefully dead. Whatever state they were in, they were delayed and he had the seals. But the noise of the explosion would bring rescuers soon enough, so he needed to get away from here.
Krait texted Samael. I have them. Where shall I meet you?
He walked back down the rocky path towards the carpark where site officials busied themselves for a rescue operation. Tourists bustled around t
