Alexander and Kary both climbed down the ladder into the maintenance lines, instead of acting stupid like David and jumping down. Even if the risk of injury to their tougher bodies was minimal, they preferred the cautious route.
When they arrived in the underground tunnel, Alex quickly noticed this wasn't a small sewer line. The maintenance tunnel was as large as a metro tunnel and extended out of sight in three directions.
Kary made her way down soon after, and the lack of light creeped her out.
"Want me to make some light for us?" she asked, raising one hand to her face.
David looked at her, smirking.
"Just don't burn yourself and don't drain all your mana before the fight. You would be useless if all you did was to be our torch until there, and then become a burden."
Kary lit two fireballs in her hand, the size of softballs, her face morphing into a mask of anger.
