Darren's POV
I hurried to the tomb, making sure to avoid any guarding eyes. I arrived at the Glapion family tomb, where the thick brown door was a clear symbol.
It looked old and plain, a ploy to hide its significance. The tomb had been renovated recently, maintaining its ancient beauty.
I knocked as he said, maintaining a steady pace. Rushing it would upset the ley lines, disrupting the spell. I followed his words, avoiding any mistakes. I finished in a minute and with a deep breath, I pushed the door open.
A large room greeted me. The size was comparable to the hall in the Decker mansion. That hall spanned the length and width of four football fields, with enough space to hold crowds. This one was smaller, with the table and chairs in the centre taking up most of the space.
I turned back to glance at the tomb's door but it had vanished, leaving me trapped. I resolved myself, knowing I was only going to leave when I was sure that Diamond would be fine.
