"Damn right you did." Caspar glares down at the beaten satyr, his stolen sword raised warningly, but any disdain he feels is incidental. His way into the Pantheon is clear; if the satyr wants to try any last minute funny business, Caspar will make sure he regrets it, but otherwise he's running up those steps and into the temple.

He does take a moment to pull off his mask, however, tossing it aside carelessly before taking a good look at the layout in front of him. He's certain that Adia is in here somewhere, but it's not a small temple, and there is still the matter of any other enemies lying in wait.