The others looked confused as they couldn’t understand me, but an evil chuckle from the stairs left a shudder vastly different than that of the ambient death magic. A chuckle I was very used to. Several footsteps started to move and a few cultists started to stumble down the steps and into the dungeon. My eyes widened as the boys moved into a battle stance. Dad was about to step out of the circle, but I quickly said, "don’t!" 