The impostors' demeanors had completely transformed, exuding a thoroughly sinister aura.

"Alright. Now that we've captured these people, let's get down to business," fake Whitney commanded.

"Let’s go!" her companions echoed.

Swiftly, they sprang into action and dragged everyone to a highly concealed location. The unconscious people were taken to an underground chamber that was filled with a chilling atmosphere. Without the pills Ash had given them, Nathaniel and Safiya would not have stood a chance.

There was a vast blood pool at the center of this chamber. It was identical to the one Adrian had seen before, except this one emanated an even more potent dark energy. The atmosphere was so oppressive that it felt like descending into the depths of hell.

Soon, more prisoners were brought in—Adrian and his group.

When Adrian saw the scene, he was mildly astonished by the swift efficiency with which their enemies had subdued all the guests.

"Surprised, are you?" Fake Addison sneered.