Night 59: West Wing, Hall 2-A
[Coming from here.]
Daemon stepped into the adjoining hall and lifted his hand, setting a ball of witchlight floating above their heads to light their way. Luckily, this corridor seemed relatively quiet compared to the previous one, which just made Daemon wonder what might be waiting for them outside once they got there. He gave a feral sort of smile in anticipation.
"There should be a door down here," he added to Renji, calling in his map for a glance before vanishing it again.
Daemon stepped into the adjoining hall and lifted his hand, setting a ball of witchlight floating above their heads to light their way. Luckily, this corridor seemed relatively quiet compared to the previous one, which just made Daemon wonder what might be waiting for them outside once they got there. He gave a feral sort of smile in anticipation.
"There should be a door down here," he added to Renji, calling in his map for a glance before vanishing it again.