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Sienna raised her hand and pressed it against the hedge, feeling the prickle of branches against her palm. Suddenly, she felt a pulse of energy from within the labyrinth, something pulling her forward.
Blood answering to blood.
This had to be the right direction. She pressed her palm more firmly and felt the prick of a thorn pierce her skin. She pulled her hand away sharply to see a trickle of blood running down the center.
But where the drop of ruby liquid touched them, the branches started unraveling, twisting away from each other with a creaking and rustling sound, opening up a hole in the wall. The others turned to watch as the space grew until there was an arch big enough for them to walk through in single file.
"If in doubt, bleed on it." Xander raised an eyebrow. "Are you ok
