Noises from the battle raged on as Ru made her way along in inky blackness, feeling with one hand along a wall, Lyric’s hand on her shoulder. It was pitch black down here, darker than anything Ru had ever experienced before, and her eyes ached they were searching so hard for the light and finding none. She wished she could ignite her hand, but she couldn’t risk letting the demons or Reapers know they’d found the cellar.
When she’d reached the wall near the front of the sanctuary upstairs, she’d felt compelled to go through it, and at Lyric’s urging, she had done so, finding a stairwell that twisted and turned, and Ru realized they were going back into the mountainside Kayakoy sat atop. The staircase had been walled off long ago, but Ru knew there had to be another opening somewhere since
