at us boredly. A torso-sized hole gaped in the stone door.
“Ah.” Kewyn said. Rio and I nodded in agreement.
“Fantastic,” I grumbled as we walked forward. What more could the kin do when it came to destroying old things? If he knocked this entire tower down, I was going to be a bit miffed.
“Who wants to go first?” Rio asked, peering through the hole. It was just big enough to crawl through one at a time.
“I will,” Kewyn offered, clambering through the hole headfirst. As she picked herself off the floor on the other side, she called back, “Come on. It’s just more snow yet.”
I went next, gripping the top of the hole where some of the carvings made good handholds, and flinging myself through hooves-first. My skirt got flipped up in the process, but thankfully no one seemed to notice. As I adjusted myself, embarrassed, Rio and Levent climbed followed.
Kewyn trudged ahead of me through the snow, and we soon found ourselves in a hallway completely overgrown with icicles. The humans who occupied the base had apparently never gone this way. The ice formed columns from being left alone so long. Fortunately, it looked like there was still a path to be found between them.
I walked behind Rio, being careful to note where and which way he ducked in order to avoid getting hit in the fact by a particularly low hanging icicle. Levent, who walked behind me, was having a tougher go at it. He had to bend nearly in half to avoid smashing into some of the particularly low hanging spikes. I quietly thanked my ancestors for being short. Finally the ceiling began to slope higher. I gasped quietly as the chamber opened up around us, flooded with the light of the evening sun.
Rio whistled he looked down the pit that had opened up before us. We seemed to have entered another tower in the Spires. As my eyes followed the spiraling path that led upward, I gulped. This was not what I had in mind when I agreed to come along. Fauns were not intended to go up narrow, slippery paths - especially ones without any sort of wall or railing to keep us from falling to a gruesome death.
Reluctantly, I scooted up to the edge and peered over. I could not see the bottom. The others were already looking up the path, ready to go. As the half-blood turned to me I smiled grimly.
“What’s wrong, m’lady?” He asked, his genuine concern making the others