CHAPTER 28Mara could feel the gazes of the bowraiths embedded in the walls of the Arboretum following them as they approached the circular opening in the side of the building. As they got closer, the creatures’ irises shifted sideways as they trailed the group’s progress across the drawbridge. Mara got the impression the occupants of the sarcophagus-like alcoves could not turn their heads. A shiver ran down her back. She made an effort to look away from them and into the large passageway ahead.
“They aren’t making a move to block us,” Ping said as they stepped past the wall of bowraiths, into the soft-lit interior.
“They cannot move without tearing apart the building,” Mara said.
Ginger headed to the closest wall of the cavernous tunnel they had entered, pulling the group along with her
