Chapter 79: Esterdon
Irwin took three steps as instructed, then looked to see if he could spot something that would indicate something shooting.
I don't get what is triggering those attacks, he thought as he scanned the dirty mud and snow-covered ground around the black pillar.
"How much further…"
The grunted complaint from one of the rangers seemed to be shared by all. They were walking with ropes attached to their wrists, all trailing after Irwin. Hutch was beside him, frowning as he looked around without seeing anything.
"I hope that Slaughter Demon doesn't follow us here," he muttered. "Nobody but you would be able to see it."
Irwin flinched, wanting to turn and smack the guard. How could he say something like that? Didn't he know that was exactly how you got bad things to happen? Taking a quick look around, he didn't see anything that resembled the shadowy tendrils or figure.
"Okay, take a left here, then walk another four pillars straight and turn right. After that, we only need to head straight to the exit."
Irwin stopped trying to locate something that could explain what was going on and continued on as instructed.
A high-pitched scream came from behind them.
"Twelve," Hutch said, and Irwin watched with morbid curiosity as the guard took out a paper and added a line.
"I wonder how much longer they will try," someone muttered from the back.
"Galubs are notoriously stubborn and stupid. As long as they think they can catch us, they will continue," Daubutim's dull voice echoed out.