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Ambrose swallowed thickly and flinched a bit when Caleb completely illuminated the room. Ambrose shook his head and took a hesitant step towards Caleb. He really didn't like the attitude Caleb had, no matter how he felt about his peer, there was no way he would let him sacrifice himself. From a practical standpoint, Caleb was the strongest of their group and the closest to the headmaster. "Don't talk like that." He paused, "Listen, I'll take it. Just have my back when we leave. I have a feeling we're gonna be running." It was unlike for Ambrose to take control like this, but he truly felt like it was the right thing. Ambrose didn't wait for Caleb to try and stop him.

He approached the flight of stairs leading up to the staff, he gulped and cautiously stepped up. His hand shook as it reached out to touch the cold metal of the staff. The air around the staff was electric, pulsating even. Ambrose's whole body stiffened when his fingers made contact, as if he was by shocked by an electrical current. But he had the strength to grip it it tightly and pull it towards him. In the instant he took the staff, the whole temple rumbled as if in protest. The ground shook beneath them, the bones literally rattling. Ambrose's whole body shook from the pure magic power of the staff.

Sense of urgency overtook him, "Come on!" He yelled as the rumbling increased. He forced his legs to run, and as he passed Caleb he pulled him by his hand towards the passageway with the red marking. "Caleb, light up his hallway!" Ambrose at this point had to yell, the rumble was almost deafening. One last glance behind him, Ambrose could see the room they left behind was starting to fall apart. His stomach dropped though when he saw something else emerging behind them. A gigantic creature clawed it's way out from the rubble, pulling itself from the depths and into the passageway. The smell of it filled the hallway, it barely even fit in the passageway. "Oh god!" He cried out in fear and willed himself to run faster with Caleb in tow.
Ambrose felt the force of magic lift him up and out of the hole and drop him onto solid ground. He sat a moment, clutching the collar of his shirt as he struggled to catch his breath. There had to be other traps like that to protect the staff. He looked back at Caleb, a bit shocked to see the blood dripping from his nose. "Caleb-! Are you alright?" He asked, shuffling a bit closer. For a moment his hand to reached to Caleb, at last moment he retracted it as Caleb wiped it away and straightened up.

"Right. Sorry." He gulped and pulled himself to his feet, dusting off his clothes. He returned his attention to the center of room, this time studying it closer. "Well... I know a spell that could possibly bring float the staff over to us... another one that could make me and anything i touch act as if it was low-gravity..." Ambrose fell silent as he tried to think. Who knew what would happen once they took the staff from it's stand. "Maybe we should figure out our exit plan first..." Ambrose glanced around them, counting the other dark passageways that surrounded them.

There were six in total, including the one they emerged from. "We could try that same trick you did earlier.. Try and take the one more likely to have an entrance to the surface." He explained, this time stepping carefully as he circled around the room, stopping briefly in front of each to feel the air. Finally he found one that had a red marking above the stone passageway. The breeze was the most noticeable there and Ambrose could even see a flicker of light down off in the distance. "I think we should follow this way out once we're done!" Ambrose called out to Caleb from across the room, who still seemed a bit out of it.

He approached Caleb once again, "You sure you're ready for this...?" He was a bit of unsure of the state Caleb was in right now, it only put him more on edge to see him so unlike himself. "You want me to try and get it or you? I'm fine with trying again." He offered with a slight shrug of his shoulders. He was of course nervous to try another attempt, but it was overshadowed by his eagerness to return back to the academy.
Ambrose nodded, it was an astute observation, he started down the left passage way. "No..no, it would be stupid to split up in this place." He grumbled and gestured for Caleb to follow him. The additional light lit a further path in front of them. He could saw parts of a skeletons every few steps, and it only increased as they continued down the hallway. Eventually the entire stone floor was covered with old bones, and the crunching from their weight as they crossed echoed loudly. It made Ambrose feel sick to this stomach, but he pushed past those feelings with the knowledge that they had to be getting close.

Finally the hallway opened up into a grandiose room, it was a circular room that had other dark passages just like the one him and Caleb at emerged from. At the center of the room was the staff, a short flight of stairs led up to it. Ambrose's breath caught in his throat as they drew closer. The staff was almost the length of his own height, it looked to be made of metal with strange engravings etched beautifully up and down the sides of it. At the top was a large diamond-like stone that glow faintly. Ambrose could instinctively feel the power emitting from the staff.

"Finally, we made it!" He gasped out and pushed forward eagerly. Recklessly, he darted forward, without even thinking of the potential dangers. Right before he reached the staircase, the stone beneath his foot dropped below him. A short yelp and his jaw smacked into the edge as he fell. Luckily, his hands had caught purchase and the pain from hitting his jaw was overshadowed by the pure adrenaline shooting through him. "Caleb-!" He called out in a panic, his feet kicking out frantically into the darkness below. His hands were too busy holding onto edge of the hole to even think about trying to get magic out of this jam. The depth of the booby-trap was a complete mystery, complete blackness was all one could see. Who knew what dwelt in the caverns below?
His heart thumped loudly in his chest as they begun their journey into the temple. It was deathly quiet except for the occasional squeaks of rats scurrying about. Finally the long stone hallway split off into two different paths. He stopped and took out the map Codal had given them. But all it offered at this point was that the staff was located at the center of the temple. Ambrose sighed with frustration and glanced over at Caleb. He shrugged and gestured at the choices before them. "So? All we know is that staff is at the center of the temple." He explained coolly and returned his gaze to the two paths.

They both seemed identical at first glance, dark and a chilly atmosphere. Except to someone paying attention, a cool breeze was flowing gently from the path on the right, while the left path was completely still and cold.

Ambrose huffed another sigh, pushing a dark curl of hair from his eyes. "We could split up..." His voice trailed off, not even with how much he distrusted Caleb right now, did he want to go wondering alone in this strange temple. Ambrose met Caleb's dark gaze, momentarily distracted by how sad he looked. It almost made him want to pity his classmate. But that thought was ruined by the image of Caleb smiling as he caused that warrior agony. Ambrose quickly looked away once more, fixing his gaze ahead.
Ambrose held his back to Caleb as he listened to him approach. This whole situation was so fucked up, spiraling further and further out of control. He fixed his gaze on a chipped stone, clenching his fists as he listened carefully to the explanation Caleb provided. Once his finished Ambrose glanced at Caleb in shock. "You killed literal thousands of beings?" He choked out, an accusatory glare bearing down at Caleb. "You're no different then that creep Codal." Ambrose spat as he took a couple steps back. The information Caleb dumped on him so casually threatened to tear down his entire world view. He was another one of those crazy world ending entities just like the one they were currently trying to fight.

Ambrose put his head in his hands and crouched down, his breath catching in his throat. Everything felt like it was closing in on him, he didn't have control on anything. He was just some guy who grew up in the city, and happened to be pulled into this crazy world of magic. Ambrose was taking short, shallow breaths, obviously suffering from a mini-panic attack. It took a solid five minutes for Ambrose to his bearings. He had to ignore all of his confusing feelings, his instincts, and reasoning so he could focus on completing their mission.

He pushed himself to his full height and shot another glance at Caleb. "I- Just focus on getting this damn staff so we can get out of here." He turned around and made his way up the large stairs, stopping at the large stone door. Carefully, he started to push it open. He had to put his whole weight behind it, the insides of the temple were clearly covered in dust and spider webs. Before stepping in, he referred back to the map Codal had given to them. It gave a brief explanation of the inside, but mostly the map was for navigating to the temple itself. From now on they were on their own completely.

Ambrose snapped his fingers, a small glowing light appeared and hovered by his head. It illuminated a short distance in front of him. "Come on, down here." The long stone hallway extended forward into blackness.
Ambrose couldn't really comprehend the scene before him at first. The warriors scurrying back in fear, and even the brave leader backing down. At first Ambrose tried to rationalize the magic Caleb used as something out of a book. But seeing the look on his face, it became clear it ran deeper then that. It sent a shiver down his spine, especially with the energy feeling so similar to the headmaster. His mind was racing to click the pieces together.

He was snapped out of his thoughts as Caleb stared at him apologetically, saying he would explain later. Even though he went back to the Caleb Ambrose knew, he couldn't shake the primal fear resting in the pit of his stomach. His instincts screamed at him to put distance between himself and Caleb.

Ambrose, clearly tongue-tied, stammered out a half-hearted response and turned on his heel. They knew where the temple was located and now they just had to worry about the wildlife stopping them now. The native warriors would resign to tracking their movement instead of interfering for now. Ambrose steeled himself for the journey ahead, pushing a few curls out of his eyes as he stepped out of the clearing and towards the path that would lead to the temple.

As they walked through the brush, Ambrose kept a noticeably distance from Caleb. It was particularly warm day in the remote rain forest, and beads of sweat gathered on his furrowed brow. He was silent, trying to focus on their mission instead of what he saw merely a few hours before. The temple eventually came into view, peeking over the trees and before Ambrose knew it, he stumbled out of the foliage onto a stone path that led up stairs to the main entrance.

Wiping at his brow, he glanced behind him. "We're here!" He called out to Caleb, huffing to catch his breath.
Ambrose swallowed and nodded in agreement, "Yeah let me-" As he bent down to recovery the map, he heard the grunt of pain and Caleb toppling to the ground. He gasped as he shot up, the warriors revealing themselves from the bushes. They were completely surrounded, all weapons trained on the duo.

"Please- We're just trying to-" He was cut off by the fury of the warrior that had shot Caleb. Was he referring to humans? It was a strange remark that was shot at Caleb but Ambrose didn't really have time to ponder it. He step forward, slightly in front of Caleb. He heard the whisper, informing Ambrose the identity of the warriors.

He put his hands up, but they still bristled at the movement, taking it as a form of aggression. "Don't make us hurt you, trust me. We didn't come here for conflict." He paused, and his voice lowered slightly. "But we will do whatever we need to." There was a threatening tone in his voice. Magic crackled at his fingertips, and a flash of fear rippled through the warrior unit. But the leader did not appear too shaken.

"I have fought warlocks and wizards before, I am not afraid of children like you two." The Magaldor raised his chin pridefully, "Last warning." He readied his bow at Ambrose.

Ambrose glanced back at Caleb, letting out a frustrated sigh. What could they do? Ambrose just had to trust Caleb knew what he was talking about and follow his lead.
Ambrose wasted little time in falling asleep, exhaustion swiftly washing over him. He fell into a deep slumber, and it felt like only an instant when a voice shook him to consciousness. He didn't register the words, and only mumbled in response to Caleb, slowly rising from the blankets.

He squinted at the sky as he crawled out, groaning softly. "It's already morning?" He grumbled, scratching his bedhead. Dark curls stuck up everywhere, and it took Ambrose a moment to pat it down into a presentable state. He spotted the water and snack set out, and quickly snatched them up. "So I guess we should look over the map Codal gave us before we set out for the temple?" He said in between bites, glancing over at Caleb with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Ambrose took in his surroundings as he waited for a response, the forest seemed quiet. In fact, everything seemed strangely still. It set off alarm bells in the back of his mind, but Ambrose was still shaking off the grogginess of sleep.
Despite sitting close to the fire, Ambrose was still shivering. He had to admit, he was shaken up by that last encounter. He flinched when Caleb first came close to him, before realizing who it was. He nodded vigorously, although he was not okay by any definition, he desperately wanted to be and pretending to okay was the best way for him to do that right now. "It's fine. It's not your fault." He swallowed thickly and glanced at Caleb, observing how effortlessly Caleb was able to connect with the magic, spinning another barrier for them easily. Ambrose felt a twinge of envy, wishing he had that same connection with the magic. Ambrose looked away again once Caleb reopened his eyes.

He picked up some of the dry twigs, throwing them into the fire. Fatigue weighed on his bones, everything was happening so fast and he knew nothing could prepare them for what was ahead. But right now all he wanted was sleep. "It's obviously not anything good." He grumbled, "We should definitely try and understand what it does, but I think we should stick to the deal... Getting that staff is the cleanest and easiest way to get what we need." Ambrose let a sigh of relief when Caleb mentioned getting rest, "Oh definitely," Ambrose crawled to the tent, pausing before entering. "It would be selfish of me to take the whole tent..." Ambrose waved Caleb closer, "We can share."

Ambrose didn't wait for a response, he took his place on the right side of tent, snuggling down and getting comfortable.
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