The path of sand along the shoreline was more boring then dangerous but soon she came to the stone path leading up to the lighthouse itself and she could see now that the lighthouse was ancient and old. Well in disrepair and much of the foundation had been worn down and weakened by the constant barrage of ocean waves. She looked behind her for a moment to try the other path but found the tide was starting to come in... almost by coincidence... Maybe the labyrinth itself was alive or conscious of her attempts to beat it and was following its own rules. All of which was known only to the ones who designed this ancient place of power. As she approached she noticed that the entrance to the lighthouse was up a dangerous path of eroded stone steps broken in several places that she would have to balanced and hope across. Not too difficult seeming even with armor.