Bab 121: Whose Side is Luck on?

Fanfar turned to Killian, eyes wide with apprehension. "Do you hear strange voices?" he asked, barely above a whisper.

Killian tilted his head, listening carefully. "I think I hear something...but I can't quite tell." He moved cautiously toward the portal, glancing back at Fanfar. "What kind of sounds are you talking about?"

"Whispers," Fanfar murmured, glancing over his shoulder. "Like...melodic whispers."

Killian's lips twitched in a half-smile. "Should I be worried?"

"Let's just say, whoever's whispering sounds like they're waiting for someone," Fanfar replied, shifting uneasily. "I just hope they're not waiting to eat that someone."

Killian chuckled softly, already stepping into the portal. Fanfar hesitated, then rushed after him, reaching out. "Wait, maybe we shouldn't—wouldn't it be better to stay out?"

Killian turned to him, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Then you'll have to find another way."