Jake may have been one of the few unscathed, but as a leader his sense of foreboding was even greater than that of his subordinates. Squinting at the surface as if he wanted to peer through the kilometers of solid rock separating them from the ground, his heart clenched with anguish, tinged by a nasty premonition.
"We can't stay here. We have to move on." He declared suddenly.
Lucia, Enya, and the others who were dusting off the dirt and rubble that had fallen on them during the quakes stopped what they were doing and turned to him, a serious look on their faces.
"Are you sure?" Maeve scoffed apathetically. "It's enough of a miracle that we weren't discovered."
"I agree with Jake." Hade announced coldly, backing him up. "The Celestial City is very likely indestructible or this Ordeal would have no point. If we're just below it no explosion from above can reach us. We're almost there."
