The scent was becoming stronger as he got nearer to it. For a couple of steps, he almost walked past, but then stopped and gave a few steps back, coming to a halt in front of a door.
‘Should I knock? That is a thing they do in this time and age,’ Michael wondered as he was sure he has tracked down where the familiar scent was coming from.
Michael knocked, and the door opened by itself. He pushed the door open slowly with one finger but did not step in.
“Brother?” Michael called out into the darkness of the room, but could see clearly with his night vision.
***
“Eero, the prehistoric is out in the hallway at King Trovald’s room,” Stella said, as she peeked out of the door from the room they were hiding.
“If anything happens, don’t leave this room. It has a special spell and no one but
