A cavern yawned open at the base, runes like crawling green fire circling the lip, countless hungry eyes glaring from the stone.
Two guards in black robes stood motionless. Their faces were masks of wax, their eyes empty hollows, as if their else's souls had been harvested away.
"Halt! Identify yourselves!" one barked, the echo slicing through the canyon.
Flaxseed started forward, but Jared lifted a hand, an unspoken order heavier than iron.
Jared stepped ahead. Each footfall seemed to land directly on the guards' hearts.
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