23 years later. Present day…
On this fateful evening, the sun dipped below the horizon as usual.
Inside a tunnel of one of the mines, the twins – Reya and Ysar – loitered aimlessly after a hectic day's work.
"Has that always been there?" Reya asked as she noticed something, deviating from their current chat.
Ysar looked in the direction where her twin sister pointed.
"I guess," she replied with a nod.
Reya approached the crack in the wall that she had noticed, carefully examining it.
They had not noticed such a crevice before and Reya sensed within her that it might be a pathway out of the mine than an ordinary crack as it was supposed to be.
While Ysar was sceptical about digging deep into the issue, Reya had equipped her pickaxe and with a large grin on her face, she got to work.
"What's the worst that could happen, Ysar?"
Feeling neglected, Ysar decided to be on the lookout for any goblins.
