The Quest for the Temple Key

“Well, what am I supposed to do?” asked a very agitated Danielle.

Ercen stepped alongside her. “You,” she smiled, “need to protect this Key. That will be more than enough challenge.”

Amy looked uneasily at Peter. She disliked this reminder of what was at stake. This mission ultimately was about more than saving Freida. If they succeeded, all of humankind would be saved. If they failed…that she didn’t want to consider.

Kimar cleared his throat. At least that is what Peter took the gravelly outburst to mean.

“It is time for us to go. We won’t part directly to where I’ve tracked the obsidian gargoyle. You are not yet ready. First, you must practice with the bow until you are as prepared as you can be on such short notice and need. Since you cannot practice in here without destroying the very arrows you practice with, we will go to a forest.”

“Trim your lanterns, but leave them here,” Ercen stated. “Where we are going we will not need them. When we return—and we do need to return, for we still need to discover what happened in the chamber containing the remains—they’ll be waiting for us.”

Danielle remembered that was just what their group was about to do when Freida was taken. She hated the memory of the look on her friend’s face the moment she was seized by the glistening black gargoyle. More than anything, Danielle wanted her new friend back. Safe and sound.