“Don’t suppose you’d tell me why I need to lead?” Eric asked. “Because there are traps inside, and if I’m in front, you’ll see how to avoid them. Don’t worry, though, almost nobody dies getting through the rookie entrance their first time.” Elora reached out and patted him gently on the shoulder. “Assuming you’ve got real potential, of course, and not just luck.” “I suppose we’ll find out.” With nothing else to say, Eric turned and vanished into the hole. Elora waited a few seconds, until she heard the familiar clang of metal jaws snapping shut and the peels of angry cursing from Eric.
