Korig gave her a brief smile before descending cautiously into the gloom, Muay Thai skills and his fire at the ready.
Ezra flashed a forced grin as he followed, toying anxiously with his blades.
Sticking close together, the trio carried on, unsure what awaited them below but trusting ultimately in each other against the darkness.
...
Step by cautious step, the trio descended into ominous darkness.
The worn stairs seemed endless, twisting deep into the shadowed bedrock.
As they went single file, Korig in the lead, even whispered conversation faded.
Each member withdrew into tense thought, alert to any signs of the threats that supposedly haunted these buried depths.
Yet there were no ominous sounds, no monstrous guardians rising to bar their passage.
Only the echoing of their footfalls and the ever present shroud of gloom.
