There was a pallid look on Maris' face by the time she strode deeper into the place that was dimly lit by a light, reflected from metres away.
The discoloration on her face meant one thing–she was uncomfortable and something dark was lurking in this room, which pricked at her skin, causing her to swallow hard. Eyes scanning the place that looked like an ice cave, she was mesmerized amidst uneasiness.
She led them, following the blue light with Dracula by her side. She could hear just how his heart was beating in anticipation.
"Maris." Egon called and she froze in her tracks, taking her time to glance over her shoulder. "Come, I have something to show you."
Maris chanced a glance at the devil's displeased demeanor. He wore a mask of irritation as he watched Egon whisk her away
