Northern, for a couple of minutes, unbothered walked deeper into the winding tunnel.
The air was somewhat cold, although he could feel little of it, hidden behind the metallic skin of the Night Terror armor.
Four eyes gleamed viciously, penetrating the darkness with a chilling intensity. This tunnel especially seemed long and twirling; it was almost like he was burrowing his way into the gut of a tenebrous monstrosity of utter darkness.
After a while, he paused and glanced left and right.
'If my calculations are right, I have been walking for the past thirty minutes... and yet, it does not look like there will be any way out soon...'
Northern grimaced, the flaming blue eyes of his visor narrowing in response to his eye movements.
Northern slowly moved closer to the wall, touched its rough and cold surface slightly, and continued to walk further.
