Gansey, from where he was, could barely see. All he could tell was that Whelk was being suspiciously quiet; there was the sharp inhale of breath, but it didn't seem like they had successfully set off any traps.
Utterly silent aside from breathing, the drip of water from somewhere far off, and finally those low words like a breeze in the desert.
"Phantom?" Gansey asked, grasping the wall still, heart thudding in his chest. Whelk made a grunt but otherwise remained still; against gentle rich boys he had a chance. A phantom? Not so much.
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Gansey, from where he was, could barely see. All he could tell was that Whelk was being suspiciously quiet; there was the sharp inhale of breath, but it didn't seem like they had successfully set off any traps.
Utterly silent aside from breathing, the drip of water from somewhere far off, and finally those low words like a breeze in the desert.
"Phantom?" Gansey asked, grasping the wall still, heart thudding in his chest. Whelk made a grunt but otherwise remained still; against gentle rich boys he had a chance. A phantom? Not so much.