Labyrinth wasn’t stopping there. Minor had to catch my arm and pull me back to keep me from being caught in the path of another effect in the mall’s floor.
Ooh…
The ground cracked and bulged upward as though a mole was tunneling at high speeds just beneath the tile.
Pull out the hammers, Merchants, it’s time for some Whack-a-Mole!
“Get back!” someone shouted behind me. I recognized Lisa’s voice and took her advice, backing away from the hump. Minor stopped me from backing up into another hump that had appeared behind me.
So what are you doing here, Labyrinth? Pillars, perhaps? A sort of cage?
Stone walls heaved upward from the mounds of broken tile, blocking my path and stopping at a height of twelve or more feet.
Close enough.
As more walls rose around me, I saw a door form to my right, and the corridor to my left had a bend in it.
I guess this kind of shenanigan is why she’s called Labyrinth.
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