With her hand held out in front of her, she guided the matter through each possible route. Channelling herself through her matter and becoming it, she watched simultaneously as hundreds of trees swept past her. The nineteen possible routes to find the gate had quickly decreased to fifteen … thirteen … nine …. seven … five …. two …
After discovering over a dozen more traps containing even more dangerous creatures, Amberlik’h had found the area she had been looking for. She hovered into the area as her golden matter and watched Akhlix appear in the centre of it, waving her eight entwined limbs around itself.
‘Some would call this cheating,’ sung Akhlix, looking past the golden matter and directly into Amberlik’h’s eyes.
Amberlik’h crouched on the silver, circular centre of the crossroads
