Adam, Azrynn, and Sylphy continued running through the newly opened corridor, their footsteps echoing against the ancient stone walls.
Behind them, a furious roar suddenly reverberated through the temple.
Adam glanced over his shoulder, then let out a quiet chuckle.
"Sounds like they really enjoyed my little present."
Azrynn gave him a sidelong glance.
"You sound rather pleased with yourself."
"Considering how enthusiastically they chased us, I'd say they deserved it."
"Then I should prepare a few surprises of my own."
Azrynn raised her hand, and several purple runes appeared between her fingers. They drifted toward the walls, attaching themselves to the ancient stonework. One by one, the symbols disappeared beneath the surface, concealed from anyone who might pass through the corridor.
Sylphy watched her work with growing disbelief.
"Wait! What are you doing?!"
"Preparing traps," Azrynn answered calmly.
