Alma had actually positioned his horse directly in front of the door.  When it opened he turned his horse sharply and went inside.  While the tunnel was exceptionally dark, his sight spell was unbothered by the effect.<br/><br/>However, that was a secondary concern to the loss of his hearing.  There was no hoof beat, breathing, not even the sound of his own heart.  He could not tell if the student’s had followed him in, his sight didn’t reach them and he couldn’t hear their carts.  But, he trusted they would be there on the opposite side.<br/><br/>He had known what the tunnel would do, he had crossed it once before.  Despite that the loss of hearing was discomforting, his ears had become his most reliable sense.  The feeling of losing it reminded him of a later section of the tunnel, last time he made the trip.  But that didn’t matter right now, the students needed a strong lead, so Alma sat tall in his saddle.  They would see him unbothered by the tunnel’s magic.