Mirrors on the Ceiling (Mature) (IC)

[FelixGrey_Incubi]

Glancing at the light, he closed the book and placed it back into his bag with some annoyance. Something like this was too conveniently set up. It was like the place itself was guiding them to the tower on purpose...and being led by an unknown power was something that he HATED.

"Hm? Sense something? Well, I suppose you could say that......but it was more like instinct. I've seen a lot of places, and dealt with my fair share of death...but this place? This is completely different. It reeks of some kind of...murderous intent." Harmond adjusted the gauntlets on his hands, causing them to briefly glow blue, before looking at Ketefe questioningly. "Did you hear that? As much as I hate to go into an obvious trap, it might be better than staying here too long...." With his fur starting to stand on end, he gave a small nod to her and began to follow after Jeremiah.