Celine shook her head, she didn’t understand what it meant.
"Let’s go, for whatever it’s worth, the folks upfront have already cleared the way by going ahead," Garen walked into the door.
Behind the door was a room about the size of a small house’s living area. The walls of the room were decorated with carvings of weird faces, some crying, some in fear, some stern faces etc.
All around the walls of the entire room were filled with these stone faces. It was as if they had protruded out from within the walls and were trying to escape, hundreds, if not thousands of them.
Celine couldn’t help but inch closer to Garen as they walked carefully towards a pair of massive stone doors on the opposite side of the room.
The right door was ajar, obviously someone had already walked into it.
As the pair walked into the door.
SHHHHHHAAAAA
Tens of metal needles suddenly shot out from every direction in the corridor beyond, blocking the way forward.
Garen pulled Celine and took a step back.
