“There are still the windows,” Selima said.
“I would rather try other avenues first,” Jafar said. “While these scorpions may indeed be illusions, I learned on the Isle of Illusions just how dangerous such things can be. Besides, a yatu capable of conjuring such visions might have other surprises waiting out there in the dark for us.”
“The wizard is right,” El-Hadar said. “We’ll certainly need all our wits about us if we hope to penetrate the mysteries of this castle, and sleep is the best way to hone them. We will sleep in shifts and continue our vigilance, and hope that in the morning we may find some clue to unravel these riddles.”
They went back to their rooms, but sleep was difficult to come by. No matter how illusory the travelers knew them to be, an army of giant scorpions just ou
