76 The Devil In White

Myst would be running down the hall with Maurice right behind her. A ball of flames hovering just above the palm of her hand providing enough light for her to see just exactly where she was going.

Looking back, she would see Maurice running close behind her. Her eyes closed as she seemed to be concentrating on a spell. Probably one to track Aurella with. Taking a deep breath she would glance around the cave walls that surrounded them. Taking in every inch as she tried to make heads from tails. They had barely managed to make it out of the threatening day light when they had. And now as they were deep within the tunnels, they struggled for a moment as their eyes adjusted to the darkness around them.

Their vision going from tones of a pitch black void, to that of grey tones that allowed them to see their surroundings. If only barely.