Garric slowly pushed the door open with the long pole. It creaked, but nothing happened otherwise.
“Seems safe,” Ogrin said.
Muckluck threw a rock onto the flagstone on the other side of the door. When it hit the floor a square of rusty spikes dropped from the ceiling, clanging when it hit the stone.
Looking at Ogrin, he laughed.
The young man looked sheepishly back.
“You stay here with me while Tatiana does her thing,” Muckluck said.
Tatiana eyed the ground as she stalked forward, watchful for more trapped flagstones.
She reached the door without incident and sighed in relief.