Chapter Thirteen
One of the lampads led them to the portal. He was shaking with fear and Macey was tempted to tell him to go back, but this would save them precious time. Besides, she didn’t want to end up in another corridor filled with lethal skulls.
The closer they got, the heavier the air became. It was getting harder to breathe, as if they were on a high altitude with not enough oxygen. The little lampad’s flames grew dimmer, barely able to light their way.
He said something in French and Luc translated in a low voice. “The portal is around that corner. He won’t go there with us. Some lampads have lost their fire by getting too close. But he wishes us well and thanks us. He’ll be waiting here to help us find our way out, should we… should we survive.”
He cleared his throat, then s
