Angor panted as he ran, searching left and right for Idris. She had to be around here somewhere in this labyrinth. She had to be!
“Daddy!” Idris called. Her voice sounded like it came from every direction, so Angor wasn’t sure which way to turn.
This time it sounded like it came from the right. Angor ran with all the strength he had in him until, somehow, he found himself inside of the cave where he first met Morgana. There she was at the entrance, smiling and keeping a death grip on Idris’ wrist.
“Ah, my champion,” she greeted. “Come to pledge your allegiance to me?”
“Daddy!” Idris exclaimed, struggling to escape Morgana.
“Let my daughter go, you witch!” Angor ordered, charging at her with his dagger drawn. He was ready to strike a fatal blow when at the last second, Morgana vanished taking Idris with her. The Pale Lady’s cackling echoed throughout the cave as Angor