"Ladies first." Ikaris said with a falsely gallant flourish once the entrance to the burrow was exposed.
Malia glared at him, but finally went in first with a snort. The boy followed in her wake with his sword in hand.
With no daylight, Ikaris felt the density and number of Dark particles soar around him. Since the sunrise, he had continued to passively absorb this dark elemental energy whenever he had the chance. He didn't know what to do with it, but he knew it would come in handy soon enough.
The darkness of this underground gallery should have made them anxious, but both his Crawling and Nephilim bloodlines granted him the gift of night vision. As for Malia, as a Vampire, seeing in the dark had never been a problem either.
Conversely, it was sunlight that she found inconvenient. She didn't say much about it, but according to Magnus, being half Kitsune wasn't enough to make up for it.
