It looked like the tunnel might never end. The light spheres would hang about in the air, waiting as they worked through all the obstacles then bounce off along the corridor leading the way.
The tunnel led them straight for quite a while then veered a sharp right.
Mama and Papa paused at the corner.
'Where are we now?' Mama asked in a soft whisper.
'This will take us through the back of the DeNaga wing.'
Mama stared at Papa. 'Is there no other way?'
'Not safely.'
The line between her brows showed deep in the dim light. 'This isn't safe.'
Papa shrugged, lifting Mila back to his hip. 'Nothing is safe now. We have to get out.'
'Not a word, Mila,' Mama warned her. 'We must be quiet as vesni.'
Mila nodded, pressing a hand across her mouth to show she would be quiet.
Mama went first.