Now that the threat was gone, the three ran towards the end of the room, stepping over the shreds of Ryan’s clothes, following the trail of blue to the next trap, more determined than ever to save their companions. Heedless of danger, they charged ahead, expecting another room like the previous two to be the next trap.
“We need to slow down! I can’t keep up like this!” Dylan, fastest of the remaining three adventurers, yelped.
He was casting spells to light their way as fast as he could. But as just a humble apprentice, he couldn’t keep up the frantic pace at a constant rate. And so occasionally they were doused in darkness, light only behind them. It was in the middle of one of these brief dark spells that...