The last thing I remembered was falling into an enormous, dark hole, and nothing else. I could only assume I now found myself in Charybdis’s lair, but Circe had given me no instructions on how to navigate my way from this point. And even if she had, I knew better than to go it alone. I had to find Ares first, which meant I needed to find the way out.
But when I peered down both sides of the passageway, I could see nothing but an endless stone corridor extending as far as the eye could see. But maybe the dimness was to blame: the only lights I had to see by were from the strange sigils that glowed soft and white, covering the walls and ceilings with their unfamiliar shapes. I had no idea what language they were, much less what they meant.
I looked down between my feet and kicked aside so
