A white light covered the three of them and immediately they vanished and appeared where the magic circle led.
The white light faded, and the three of them appeared in a dungeon-like place.
The air was cold and damp, and the stone walls around them were old and cracked. Torches were lit along the sides, giving the place a faint orange glow.
Victoria looked around first. "No traps? No what I was expecting, but befitting of criminals to use a dungeon"
Mary shook her head. "Nothing triggered. It's quiet."
Evelyn glanced at the floor. "Strange. I was sure they'd leave something behind, and if this was their lair, they wouldn't risk someone tracking them"
They all started walking slowly through the corridor. The place wasn't wide, just enough space for the three of them to move side by side.
There were old metal doors on both sides, most of them rusted shut.
"It doesn't look like anyone's been here in years," Victoria said, touching the wall.
