Arad, Jack, and Aella walked down to the fourth layer of the dungeon. When they reached the fool, the scenery surprised them. Long, cylindrical tunnels enough to fit a cart, illuminated by blue-bioluminescent mushrooms spread on the walls.
"This is strange," Aella mumbled, "I hear tapping in the distance as if someone is knocking."
"Arad, we need to get out of here," Jack inspected the walls.
The scratches on the walls indicated one thing, something made them, and it wasn't nature. "Someone dug those tunnels,"
"I'm not an expert on mushrooms. But the way they spread. Someone planted them to illuminate the place," Aella said, touching one of the mushrooms.
"What could we face?" Arad asked.
"Honesty, I don't know." Jack sighed, "It could be kobolds, duergar, the worst case, Arachnoids."
"We have to push forward," Arad said, "It's not like we're lacking in resources, are we?"
Aella smiled, "I don't need to break my arrows, so we're good,"
