Droker
The damp, musty air of Ravenwood's underground tunnels filled my lungs as Kali and I crept deeper into the heart of the witch stronghold.
"Are you sure we're going the right way?" I whispered to Kali, eyeing the twisting passages suspiciously.
She shot me an irritated glance. "For the hundredth time, yes. I can feel the magic pulling us."
I held up my hands in surrender. "Just checking. This place gives me the creeps."
"Scared, big bad wolf?" Kali teased, a smirk playing on her lips.
I scoffed. "As if. I just prefer my evil lairs with better lighting."
Our banter was cut short as we rounded a corner and came face to face with a massive stone door. Intricate runes were carved into its surface, glowing faintly in the dim light.
"Well," I said, letting out a low whistle. "That
