LORRY SPRINGSTONE'S/KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

I then hear the thundering of paws behind us, getting closer with each passing second. My heart pounds in my chest, threatening to burst as adrenaline courses through my veins.

"There!" Jason shouts, pointing ahead. Through the thinning fog, I catch a glimpse of what looks like an ancient stone archway, its surface covered in glowing runes.

The scepter's light suddenly intensifies, nearly blinding us as it shoots toward the archway. The runes flare to ...