Chapter: 550
“Something wrong?” Anya asked, seeing his expression change.
“Nope, not at all, why do you ask? Everything’s fine.” he bluffed.
“Oh, good. Never mind.” she shrugged, “Pretty awesome idea by the way.” she smiled.
“Thanks. We’ll see how well it works.” he shrugged, not revealing anything.
“Dammit… fall damage. The skeletons are light but I guess they at least need legs to land properly.” Jay thought to himself.
Unknown to Jay, the porcelain locket was still flying beyond the other side of the wall, and finally it found its target: A pedestal near the front of the pyramid which had the perfect indentation – Its rightful home which is socketed itself into.
*DRRRRRRR!~~~*
A deep vibrating rumbling sounded as traces of dust and pebbles shifted off the walls.
The heavy ancient white gate began to open inwards, beckoning them in.
“…” Jay was confused, since Dark had died on impact.
“Nice. Looks like your plan worked.” Anya nodded with a smile as she grasped her crossbow and got it ready for a fight.
Immediately he re-summoned Dark before Anya could enter and see the dead skeleton body – though this time, Dark was brought back using human bones; no longer was it a feeble creature, but was now a skeleton instead. A bit smaller than the others but a skeleton nonetheless.
The five skeletons formed a line in front of Jay and Anya, walking forwards into the gate; the gate was incredibly wide though, and the skeletons standing side by side made up about one-fifth of the gate.
What greeted them on the other side of the gate though made all of them pause.
“What the fuck…” Jay whispered.
Anya lowered her crossbow as she gazed for a moment.
The gate opened slowly, only to cause Jay and Anya to grip their weapon tightly for a moment once they saw what was on the other side.
Before them, a sprawling legion of stone guards were waiting.
Thousands of them, all kneeling towards the pyramid, surrounding it from every side. Behind the wall there were no more ruins and no traces of destruction – only a flat plane of the black stone covered with the statues.
To the left and right there were thousands more statues, stretching as far as the wall went – yet none of them moved at all.
Surely they would have heard, and even felt, the deep groaning sounds of the white gate opening?
Jay and Anya only held their breaths. They didn’t dare make a sound.
As they watched for a moment though, nothing happened. There was no movement on either side of the wall; only the soft cold wind which seemed unending in this dungeon.
“Surely they would have done something when Dark came flying over the wall?” Jay thought.