Chapter 35
Libby stood in front of Ciaran with a keypad in her hand. She gestured at the corridor and led the way. Ciaran followed without asking questions. He wagered Libby had no reason to lead him to a trap.
They went down multiple levels in the dark dungeon. The stench of damp soil, mold, and some kind of black mud engulfed Ciaran. But Libby didn’t seem to mind.
A small group of creatures with lizard heads and fox tails exited a small room along the corridor as they approached. Ciaran pushed Libby behind him and pulled his guns. Before the creatures could retaliate, their bodies copped several beams from Ciaran’s gun. They convulsed on the floor, turned into puddles of black liquid, and evaporated into thin air.
Libby raced toward the end of the corridor to a small, black, heavy-lo
