A month at the Zorken Manor, and yet Lola still hadn't explored every corner. This place was huge — and "huge" still felt like an understatement.
For instance, the path she was taking now with Sybil was some sort of underground passageway. Lola had no idea what was inside it or what to expect. She just followed and was secretly amused at its existence.
"Don't you have lights here?" she asked, her voice echoing along the narrow stone path. "Sybil?"
Sybil slowed down and glanced back. "There are lights — torches." She smiled. "Although it would've been easier to install electricity here, the master preferred we keep it like this. The lack of light slows down intruders… if there ever were any."
"I see. Made sense." Lola rocked her head and followed closely behind Sybil, who was holding a lamp. "Where are we headed?"
"We're almost there," Sybil replied as she slowed her pace. "We'll take the right turn, and we'll arrive shortly."
