It was just as Victoria had said.
The Weavers were not physically aggressive creatures, instead content with entrapping their prey in intricate mental labyrinths.
These labyrinths were designed in such a way that escaping them would be almost impossible, ensuring that those who walked in would never be able to leave, wasting their strength in an attempt to escape until they had no strength left to keep moving.
It was into one such labyrinth that Elena and Victoria walked into, the walls of the labyrinth appeared as tall solid walls that prevented one from looking over them.
"What now?" Elena inquired as she scrutinized the area with an intrigued look on her face.
Victoria replied. "We should be able to find our way through this."
"On what grounds?"
"Because if we don't, we die. We have no choice."
Elena facepalmed. "Why did I come with you again?"
"Because the Master gave you a task, you must complete it."
