Ragnarok sat inside the top floor of the floating fortress, Redyr sat, shaking slightly, at his side. The demon lord snapped his pincers impatiently as he watched his servants walk nervously towards him, stumbling occassionaly. The servant at the very front, a small black crocodile with crimson stripes running down the length of its body, bowed deeply, then, taking its time, lifted its head back up and faced the huge, irate tarantula surveying him.
'My lord...' Started the crocodile, 'I bring bad news' He flinched as he said this, as Ragnaroks pincers had frozen in mid-snap.
'What is this... news?' He asked, his many eyes staring at the servant.
'Or-Orn-Ornias m-my lord... h-he is d-dead!' Stammered the crocodile, backing away slightly.
Ragnarok's heavy breathing stopepd for a minute as he took in what he had just heard. Then suddenly, he let out a blood-curdling,
terrifyingly demonic scream of anger, he flung himself out of his chair and Redyr could do nothing but watch, intrigued, as the entire room and all its barred windows and heavy wooden doors turned a dark, sickening red, as Ragnaroks fury was unleashed upon its inhabitants. In the dining hall, over three hundred floors below, the occupants fell silent, shivering and stammering, as they listened to the screams of pain and the crunches of bone. Ten minutes later, Ragnarok stopped and, breathing heavily, sat back down.
Redyr stared into space, still wondering wether or not she had actually just witnessed such madness. She turned and looked at the demon lord, her lips trembling.
'What does this mean?' She asked nervously.
'It means that my most faithful spy is no more, it means i now possess no way to keep track of these so called 'chosen ones' and what they are planning, it means I am beyond angry and i suggest you leave this room now or suffer the consequences while I think about my current situation!' Ragnarok boomed.
Redyr did as she was told, running quickly out of the room and away from his fury.

Meanwhile, the group had been transported on top of a large, stone platform, which overlooked a huge hedge maze. At the center of this maze, suspended above the ground and glinting in the moonlight, floated a glittering dagger. The group looked at each other,
thinking what on earth they had to do now.
'I'm pretty sure that dagger is made out of some sort of jewel you know! Diamond perhaps?' Reepicheep said, drooling slightly at the thought of such a thing.
'Wow!' Said Addie, mesmerised by its twirling, even thought it was so far away.
Suddenly, a deep, booming voice made them all jump, even Ribbentrop, who was normally quite sturdy, fell over as he heard it, taken by suprise at its sudden arrival.
'Chosen ones and their accomplices! You have done well to make it this far! But now, you must the face the maze of peril!' The voice said, getting steadily louder as it did so.
'Not a very imaginative name' Muttered Emilese. Edmund laughed and stroked her hand slightly, causing her to smile softly at him.
'SILENCE! Now, one of you will be subjected to face this dangerous task, but which one?' The group could acutally feel some sort of power observing each of them in turn as it said these words, although they could see nothing. Eventually, after quite a long period of time in which every person present shuffled nervously, letting out the occasional cough, the booming voice shook them once more.
'I have chosen the one! Be prepared to face the maze!' It screamed at them.
'Oh god, why is it screaming? That's just, unbelieveably creepy! No need for it at all' Moaned Bethany, tapping her foot as she waited.
'How are we supposed to be prepared if we don't know who's goin in? I thi-AHH!' Started Amerie, but suddenly she was picked up, dragged through the air and placed at the beginning of the maze by some invisible force. 'Hey!' She shouted, 'Unfair!'
'Don't worry Amerie, we can see where you have to go! We'll help you!' Siobhan shouted, standing in her tiptoes and cupping her hands to her mouth. Peter watched her, then stood next to her.
'Yes, we will! Go on Amerie, you can do it! It's only a maze!' He shouted.
'THAT... IS WHAT... YOU THINK!' Screamed the voice once more, causing Ribbentrop to fall over again, but this time he landed softly. On top of Reepicheep.
'Oof! you idiot! Give me a warning nex time!' He shouted, rolling out from underneath the dwarf.
'I will if that voice does!' Said Ribbentrop, growling.
Peter placed his arm around Siobhan, then moved it slowly downwards until it rested on her behind. She looked at him, one eyebrow raised, then bit her lip and looked him up and down, teasing him.
'OI!' Shouted Grace, 'NOT NOW!'
The pair stepped away from each other, blushing, then looked down at Amerie, who was shaking slightly and rubbing her arms.
'Okay guys, here goes!' She said, then moved forwards. As soon as she did so, five razor-sharp spikes shot up from the ground next to her, just missing her foot.
'Guess this won't be so easy after all...' She muttered, then stood still and took slow, calming breaths. 'Right, time to go' She said,
then moved forwards.

Well, this is tense :P
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