It was complete darkness, and Eryndor took a few steps back, gazing at the behemoth of a structure they created in sixteen hours.
Walls made of soil and snow, with occasionally a few which were completely made of ice, with jagged exterior stood tall amidst the barren land of tundra.
While building it, ideas kept forming, some of which they implemented into the maze.
One of them was a choke point, an area in the maze which was dug too far below. Of course, it was covered with various items, with a higher threshold than normal.
Once a sufficient number of beasts gathered in that area, all of them would fall to death.
Another idea was detours.
In case the horde happened to be too big, not all of them could be divided and funneled towards the six people at the end of the maze.
In that scenario, a few beasts would have to be forced towards a much larger path, making them arrive at the end way later than intended.
