The Friday 56 for 5/19/23: Questland by Carrie Vaughn

This is a weekly bloghop hosted by Freda’s Voice.

RULES:
Grab a book, any book.
Turn to Page 56 or 56% on your ereader. If you have to improvise, that is okay.
Find a snippet, short and sweet.
Post it.

from Page 56 of:

Questland by Carrie Vaughn

A mechanical whump vibrated under our feet.

“What was that?” Almonte said, moving her rifle to the ready.

A metallic slam clanged resoundingly, then another. A sudden, horrified realization came over me, and I looked back a her, wide-eyed.

“You know,” I said, “I didn’t check for traps.”

The ground under us dropped away, dirt and debris falling into a pit along with all of us.