Reaper(Cradle #10)(45)
He was holding back his urgency, but he still gave a little dip of his forelegs in what could be considered a bow.
Dross manifested on Lindon’s shoulder and spoke to everyone. [This is Akura clan territory. Legally, you are not obliged to answer him. In fact, with Akura Mercy here, execution would be within your rights as a Lord.]
“Why would I execute him, Dross?”
Dross gave a long, slow blink with his one eye. [That was a joke. Ha ha.]
Elder Whisper sank lower into the stones.
“Apologies, Elder Whisper. My mind-spirit is not himself right now. We believe someone has tampered with the structure of the labyrinth, and we’re going to investigate now. But we don’t expect to return until we’ve found Subject One.”
Whisper’s tails began to drift back and forth again. “That’s…good. Very good. Gratitude. You have the key I gave you?”
Lindon produced the silver box containing the shriveled hand.
Elder Whisper looked from the case to Eithan’s clothes, which bore the Arelius clan symbol. “I notice this one has the same symbol on his robes.”
Only then did Lindon realize they had never told Elder Whisper about House Arelius. Before he could explain, Eithan swept a bow.
“Eithan Arelius, at your service,” he said, though he’d met Elder Whisper before. “I am a humble scion of the ancient House Arelius, which is the symbol I bear. This key that you have shared with Lindon was once the property of my clan’s leader and Monarch, Tiberian.”
“Elder Whisper, we believe there may be someone else in the labyrinth,” Lindon said.
Elder Whisper watched the door carefully. “I saw no one enter or leave this labyrinth since the attack of the Dreadgod. And several of these too-curious children have tried. But I cannot guard every entrance, especially now.”
“Do we have time for this?” Ziel demanded. He had been dragged back from going off on his own, but every second he seemed more and more likely to walk away again.
“We don’t!” Mercy said.
“Then I will leave it to you,” Whisper said. “Please do what I could not.”
Lindon focused on the door. “I will try. Open.”
He felt weaker as his will passed out of him, but the stone carving slid inward. Ziel entered without hesitation, though the power emanating from within caused everyone else to hesitate. It was the same all-consuming hunger that reminded him of the Void Icon. Identical to the aura that had flooded out the night before.
Hunger aura.
As Ziel walked inside, Yerin drew her black sword. “Oi, fox. How long does it take for a trip down there?”
“The labyrinth constantly shifts. The hand can allow you to reach the center, and it is said that those who mastered its patterns could reach the heart in a day. Those I have known spent months or even years down there, and never reached the heart. If they made it out at all.”
Yerin nodded briefly. “That’s about what I would have bet.” She followed Ziel inside.
[The Sword Sage made it out,] Dross pointed out to Lindon. [But based on his records, he must not have gone very deep. He was also weakened severely enough to be killed by Jades.]
The suppression field is gone now, Lindon said.
[For now. And how much of his weakness was the suppression versus the constant effects of being fed upon by hunger madra?]
The yawning mouth of the labyrinth was more ominous now than it had been a moment before. Mercy took a deep breath and dove in.
Where do you put our odds of survival? Lindon asked Dross.
[It’s impossible to accurately calculate odds of survival without a statistically significant number of prior examples. Under these imprecise conditions, I would say that we have better than fifty-fifty odds of making it out alive as long as we retreat before we reach the bottom.]
This isn’t cheering me up.
[Was that the goal? Then cheer up.]
The complete absence of mirth in Dross’ voice did not help Lindon’s spirits.
Eithan threw an arm around Lindon and began to walk with him into the labyrinth. “I believe we have all been appropriately cautioned against leaving this door open for too long. Even more so since the field is down, I think.”
Orthos glanced down at Eithan’s arm. “You were eager to dive into this madness. What kind of plan do you have?”
“Plan? My plan is the same as it has always been. I planned to build up a team of those who can walk into situations like this, together, and solve the problems that no one else could.” Eithan took a deep breath as they crossed the threshold into the musty air of the labyrinth, then released Lindon. “As long as we all survive this, no matter the outcome, I will consider this a successful team-building exercise.”
Lindon pulled the door shut behind them. The stone slammed into place, completing a script that suddenly flared white.
Now they were sealed in.
Little Blue burbled that she didn’t feel well, and even Orthos grunted. “I think these waters may be too deep for the two of us.”
“Nonsense!” Eithan said. “Lindon, protect them.”
Lindon had been about to open up the Dawn Sky Palace void key and hide them away when he paused. “How?”
“The same way you learned to veil them. Let your will flow along the connection of your contract, and extend it to them. Simply intending to protect them should focus the spiritual pressure of this place on you.”