Like what he did back in the Church, Luke concentrated on the magical locks, directing the holy energy to each enchantment. When the symbols responded and shimmered, a soft clicking sound drifted into his ears, indicating that he had succeeded.
His fingers gripped the doorknob and turned, only to be greeted by darkness the next moment. He felt for the crystal on the side of the wall and activated it, causing the light to flood the room. Then he closed the door behind him, breathing a sigh of relief.
Well, it's now or never.
As he descended the narrow stairs, the air changed, carrying with it a cooler, earthier smell. He could see stone walls as he reached the chamber below, and then it dawned on him.
This is…