Everyone's head turned to him as curiosity took hold of their minds.
The sudden attention made Winston gulp nervously, but he quickly pushed aside that feeling.
"I think if we can strike at the wall right here," he said, pointing to a spot between some crystals, "We can break through. It feels hollow on the other side, so there might be a split tunnel there."
Alex looked at him with narrowing eyes.
"Did your dwarven instincts tell you that?"
Winston shrugged, unsure what made him so certain about his deduction, either.
"Then I'll trust your word for it," Alex said, walking to the spot Winston had pointed at.
"Right here?" he asked, double-checking, to which Winston simply nodded.
Bringing his arm back, Alexander changed his fist into his demonic body's fist, which could barely be perceived under the dim lighting, and punched at the wall with ferocity.
