Holly Laren’s POV
As soon as I step inside the cave, my heart starts pumping into overdrive. It’s a lot darker than I expected. I fumbled in my pack to find the lamp. Colin and Chingu are standing very close to me.
When I finally light the lamp, what we see makes us all gasp.
“Woah,” Chingu says in awe.
“Holly, I thought you said the sorcerer was dead.” Colin fidgets nervously.
I smack at his arm. “Shut up,” I hiss. “That’s just a story. It’s probably some illegal poaching store or something.” If that’s what it really was, we were probably still in danger anyway.
The glow of the lamp illuminated the jars stacked against the walls of the cave. They were filled with strange fluids that looked like blood and parts of animals. And right before us, was a stone slab and the biggest knife
