Inside, the small cavern was filled with crates of all sizes, as well as some chests and what appeared to be large statues covered in sheets of canvas. Scythe threw out an arm as Luke went to enter the room.
"I hear something," he whispered, "put out the lights." Naomi's fireballs winked out one by one. They listened in the darkness but heard nothing. Luke started when Naomi reached out and clutched his sleeve. He carefully removed it from her grasp and took her hand in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze of encouragement. She was trembling. Perhaps she should have told them she was afraid of the dark. It was that fear which had almost made her take up Johnn's offer to return to the mainland. But when she agreed to help, she knew they were going into a cave, and few places in the world are darker.
As Naomi stared into the dark, she saw it move. She clamped her eyes shut. This was why she did not like the dark. When