Liv explores deeper into the underbelly of the castle

She felt a little silly, walking through the dark halls of the secret passage with a frying pan. It would have been nowhere near an ideal weapon for any sort of experienced melee fighter, and Liv felt even more awkward with it than most. At least it was better than nothing.

The passageway was singular, leading only in one direction for a long ways-something which began to worry Liv as she realized just how easy it would be for the agents to track her once they broke past the meager defense the chair provided.

Eventually she came to another door, heavy dark wood and metal which, thankfully, wasn't looked. Pushing through, Liv found herself in yet another hallway, this one much larger than the dim passage she had exited. It felt almost like a grand cellar, glowing with a faint blue-green light that seemed to radiate upward from the stone floor, though its source was unidentifiable.

Countless other doors like the one she had just exited lined the walls, and as Liv stepped forward, she realized it would be nearly impossible to keep track of where she had come from, not that she had any intention of going back that way. Perhaps one of them would lead to safety, or even better, the Diadem itself. Her only option was to press on and hope for the best.