"It feels malignant somehow," Elsa murmured, grabbing Yvonne's hand. She grabbed my arm too, as if to prevent me from moving forward. I was aware of the fact that we had nearly lost our lives to the maze of pillars the previous time we had encountered them, but we had no other choice. It was move on or die when the rest of the Monolithic tribe found us, and I knew what I wanted to take my chances with.
I had to agree with Elsa, though. The previous time, we had all been lured into the stone forest as none of us had thought it to be particularly dangerous. This time, however, it felt as though something markedly ferocious and ominous was waiting just behind the entrance, lying in wait for us.
"Let's go!" I shouted at Gibor and Elder Carson, motioning them ahead of me. For good measure, I
