PART 21: BY NIAH SHAH
The journey continued. It was eerily silent, as if the maze itself had come and stolen their voices. They walked on. Ferocity watched as the sun dipped into murky darkness, and now night was upon them…
‘We’re going to have to stop,’ she said firmly, surprised at how rusty her voice sounded, like a lock that was finally opened. The others murmured in agreement. ‘But it’s too visible here. We’d be spotted.’
‘What about over there?’ Trick asked, pointing towards a small alcove in the walls of the maze.
‘Looks good to me,’ she said, shrugging. ‘Trick, you can stay on watch with me. Everyone else, sleep.’
Aida and Ariella sat down, clearly relieved for the break. But where was Guggalugs?
‘Trick! TRICK! Where’s Guggalugs?’ Ferocity’s voice was higher than usual and she could feel panic bubble inside her like a potion brewing. ‘WHERE IS HE?’
‘I don’t know,’ Trick replied hurriedly, fear flashing in his eyes. ‘I thought he was with you.’
‘He isn’t,’ she cried. ‘I have to go look for him!’
She started to walk off, but was held back by Trick’s long arms.
‘It’s getting dark, we’ll look for him in the morning.’
‘But he might be in trouble, I need to…’
Suddenly, they heard heavy footsteps stomping towards them.
‘HERE THEY ARE!’ a voice boomed. They froze. ‘We’ve a present for these spellcasters, don’t we?’
The Lord of the Beasts stood to one side, revealing a terrified Guggalugs trembling behind…