"Millitary mode go brrrrrr"
Is she for real? My head snap back to look at mousy, chuckle pretty evident in her posture and the way she's currently holding herself.
With a sigh, I focus back in front of me cause compared to her.
I'M BEING SERIOUS AT LEAST.
I answer back while checking the inside of the hole, we never know something jump at us.
Just like during the guardian challenge.
"Did you really said...brrrr? Out loud?"
Annie doesn't even wait to answer this, OR EVEN PRETEND TO BE ASHAMED! "Yep, brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
The low hum of a motorcycle stay in the room for a while, it doesn't seem to want to stop.
Should I allow that? My eyes roam around a bit more, at the hole, around us. Searching for any possible threat.
But we seem safe.
There isn't anything around, just a hole. And a big hole waiting for us to enter.
I guess I can allow that, relaxing is fine sometimes.
Before I can say anything else balrow turn his head toward malfoy, slowly, extremely slowly, I can hear his old voice from my left.
"Brr?" Ah...right, he's old.
Malfoy turn his head to look at balrow just like he did, slowly, extremely slowly, he get his hand up and do a motion of starting a motorcycle.
Annie voice his movement, like some kind of doublage.
And then, balrow, poor him, say back.
"A bike"
Then he focus back toward the door like WE ALL SHOULD!
Jenna voice doze off behind me, something like "no...that's not" but she give up when balrow focus in front of himself again and annie start laughing like a fucking demon.
Malfoy raise an eyebrow at her laugh.
Ah. He thought that was a bike too.
Then my body freeze. My eyes widen. Heart beat faster.
Is 'brr' actually a bike imitation?
Oh my...
i know about the slang, but do I know the meaning behind it? I know how to use it, and understand it. But do I know it's origins?
Am I sure it doesn't come from a bike sound?
My heart beat even faster, my grip become cl-? Alright alright, I'm exaggerating, I'm just joking.
Talking about joking.
"This give me big big archer challenge vibes"
Is this door a fucking joke?
Balrow turn his head toward malfoy, slowly, extremely slowly.
Wait, what's wrong now?
"Vibes?"
OH YOU'RE SERIOUS BALROW!?
Malfoy turn his head toward him, slowly, extremely slowly.
"...somehow. It is something that people use to describe the feeling, or general ambience of something. In that case the vibe would be the ambience this door gives."
Balrow nod "Ambience, I see" then he turn his head back slowly, extremely slowly toward the door.
Am I in a comedy?
Before my thoughts can be finished annie make me remember that the situation is actually quite serious.
"So, what now?"
"Balrow. Let's go in. Slowly"
Balrow nod at my call, all while annie mutter behind us.
"Good thing it's archer challenge vibe, it was the easiest"
We already said it wasn't Annie. Did she forgot my awesome theory already?
I do my best not to answer this, just focusing on my spear and everything. EVERYTHING. Around me while we all walk closer to the hole.
Balrow first, malfoy and me just after.
Talking about malfoy, he does answer her, well he groan something.
"It was not the easiest"
Am I the only one that's tense? I'm tenser than usual for sure, I can see they are nervous, but am I the only one analyzing everything I see?
Am I the only one making sure that not even a hint of dirt could pass me? That nothing.
NOTHING
Escape my gaze?
Am I the only one?
Balrow pass first inside the door, entering in the good looking corridor first. The white glowly marble under his feet sounds dull and full as he step on it, me and malfoy come just after.
Is that even the good question? Am I the only one?
Maybe a better question would be:
Since when did I started doing that?
I try to push my shoulders down, relax them, but nothing happen.
My eyes keep darting out left and right, feeding all kinds of information to my brain, like it's starved for it.
The corridor around us is pretty small. Around the height and diameter that we found in the archer challenge. Just like the wooden hallway.
Pretty big, but not that big.
Only difference is that it's not in wood, actually, it's in some kind of white marble. The kind of polished shit only modern tools can make.
The entire corridor has some kind of polished aesthetic. Not flawless, flawless is the system provided room we have.
No, this is just.
Clean. Like someone came here to wipe the floor every day until it shined.
Only one way lead us forward. Nothing left, or right.
My head twitch, forcing me to look up and down.
Nothing up, or down.
Was I always this twitchy? I wasn't some days ago was I? Fuck. Twitchy. It made me remember him.
Focus.
When we enter. My team finally reassure me by getting more serious.
No small jokes thrown around, most of the movements I see are tense, but not slow like the exagerated head movement of malfoy and balrow earlier.
No.
We're focused on what's happening right now.
Danger is imminent.
Possibly...
Whatever, I don't fancy getting thrown away like some kind of puppet by a boar again.
So maybe I'm more tense than most, and I don't regret it.
We keep walking in the corridor without stopping.
It's pretty big.
And if it's anything like the archer challenge it will be bigger.
But it's not.
Well, at least not fully.
"a step" Balrow groan come from in front of me.
Didn't really need to hear it since I saw it too, but whatever.
Still useful.
As he said, there is a small step leading us downward, like a serparation of zone, a zone leading us forward again.
Like always.
It's more a little alcove than anything.
The hallway was the alcove. Yeah, it's a big one.
The second I step down. Some footsteps following me from behind, I realize why the step was here.
Like I said. It was a separation.
From the big hall way to....this
This ridiculously huge path.
Same material.
Same everything.
Just bigger.
Much bigger.
How much bigger?
Think pulling a plane here bigger.
"That's big" Annie voice come from behind and I answer "it is, focus on the space everyone, we never know what jump at us"
At my words everyone get even closer to everyone, we're still focused, weapons ready, primed.
My muscles are a bit achy from moving forward with pure millitary discipline, just holding some type of guard up constantly.
But it keep going and going.
I get less and less worried as the small darkness around us get ever brighter as we reach the end of the path.
That's the same weird light from inside the safe zone?
I roll my shoulder around, keeping my guard up. It's starting to burn.
Should I make everyone relax? Keep the guard up? I have no idea.
Deciding to be careful, we keep going in silence, guards still up, none one of us bringing more sounds or attention to ourselves.
Even when we reach the gigantic open maw in front of us.
It's an arching door made of marble, almost no indentation. It's smooth, too smooth.
I could probably do a 4 second sprint from left to right of the door and barely reach the other side.
It's a big big door.
It makes me remember the impressive scale of some religious institutes, like cathedrals and such, it bring this kind of feeling in me. This awe at seeing something big and man made.
Fortunately. or unfortunately, the door is open.
No trace of anything but void where a door should be. It's just a big arch to pass under.
Pass under toward where? Toward the other side of course where sand wait for us.
A lot of sand.
Looooooot's of sand.
Is this a fucking gladiator arena?