However, she and John hadn’t the slightest idea about where the treasure room was located and what it looked like. Or else, all they had to do was to simply close their eyes and think of a place they wanted to go.
Now the key scraped against the obsidian stones of the other eight, making a slight clinking sound, as Mark hung it around his neck. Never in his life had he ever imagined that nine little necklaces could be so troublesome.
It was a narrow escape. So narrow that they’d almost believed they would not make it out of the City of Magnus alive .
The towering trees that embowered them swayed gently in the breeze, causing the leaves on the treetops to quiver and part, sending some warm, glistening sunlight into the chilly, gloomy woods.