A Few Minutes Earlier,
The rhythmic echoes of,
'Thud'
'Thud'
'Thud'
....
...
Reverberated through the dark tunnel, punctuating the eerie silence that enveloped the underground passageway.
A scraping sound, like nails on a chalkboard, followed the repetitive thuds, resonating in the darkness of the cavernous tunnel.
Within the depths of the tunnel, obscured by shadows, a solitary figure emerged..... Their honey-coloured locks cascaded around a regal golden helmet adorned with ominous black feathers, creating an aura of both elegance and foreboding.
With precision and speed, the figure's hand transformed into razor-sharp talons, deftly carving through the rough walls of the tunnel with an almost supernatural accuracy.
