[s1e5] - Secrets Of The Tomb Raiders

"Let them have the gold," Elena said, her eyes reflecting the torchlight. "We’re here for the history."

Beside her, Elias, a veteran tracker with a cynical streak, pointed to the soft sand. "Fresh boot prints. Rubber soles, not sandals. The Syndicate is an hour ahead of us." [S1E5] Secrets of the Tomb Raiders

"They want the metal," Elias whispered, ears pricking at the sound of an engine idling above. "They don't realize the statue is the key to the lower vault." "Let them have the gold," Elena said, her

"The sonar was right," Elena muttered, tracing the faint outline of a recessed hieroglyph. "But we aren't the first ones here." Rubber soles, not sandals

Elena pressed a hidden lever at the base of the statue. With a groan of stone on stone, the floor didn't open—the back wall did. A rush of cold, stagnant air hit them, carrying the scent of cedar and ancient spices. Beyond lay the untarnished treasury of a high priest, filled with papyrus scrolls that held secrets more valuable than any bullion.