Chapter 65: Open The Portal Or Heads Will Roll

[Gia's POV]

We walked through a different door out of the ritual chamber and entered a long hallway.

The air was heavy with incense and the sound of our footsteps echoed against the stone walls.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched, that the very walls were observing me and whispering secrets to each other.

As we ventured down the hall, the torches lining the hallway seemed to ignite on their own as we walked by.

It was both impressive and unsettling, the way they lit up without any physical touch. What type of craft is this-magical motion detectors, I thought with an internal giggle as I followed death with the others in tow.

When we reached the end of our path there were doors made of rich, dark mahogany, their polished surfaces glinting in the light of the torches. As Death pushed them open, blinding white light flooded through, temporarily blurring my vision.

[Max's POV]

Waking up from Cyrstalla’s spell, I felt my wrists and ankles burning from the silver