"Damn..." Wain muttered, climbing out from under the rubble.
"Osvald helped, but that was damned dangerous. I feel like my left eye is ready to burst at any moment." Wain shook his head and sat down on a piece of rock with a sigh.
The shockwave threw him into the fortress, its northern part, but Wain had no idea where he was or how many walls and floors he'd broken through until he stopped.
"Okay, I hope help comes, and the situation is resolved. I have other things to do." Wain muttered and looked around.
There were only dark passageways around, many of them blocked by debris.
'Hmm? Is it just me, or did I hear something?' Wain looked at the far passageway and headed that way. He couldn't make out what he heard. It sounded like some kind of moaning or a squeak.
