I held my breath as the hooded dark elf walked through the doorway beneath me. She—and I could tell from my elevated perch that a woman’s curves lay beneath her surprisingly dry, dark, flowing garb—glanced back the way she had come. Checking to make sure the kraken hadn’t followed her back?
I wished it had, so she would be distracted, but I doubted the giant squid would fit into that airlock chamber.
As I balanced precariously above the door, all I could do was hope she didn’t notice the puddle on the floor and the drips falling from my boots. If she didn’t, maybe she would lead me straight to the alchemy lab, where I could get a sample of the alchemist’s blood. I couldn’t tell if she had samples from the kraken in a pocket.
The dark elf turned, reaching for a lever to close the door, b
