"We have to leave." Mia whispered desperately. "I just figured out what's down here… or part of it."
Truthfully, she was flabbergasted by several of the images. They were like something out of a terrifying storybook.
"We're not leaving," Denholm snapped. "Keep going."
Mia searched for the dragons. "They're by the tree," She told him.
"Who is by the tree?" He asked suspiciously. "You can't have sent other people down here already, that would be ridiculous."
"No, not who… did you see them before? The dragons?" She whispered desperately.
The roars that felt like they shook the earth. The heat. Of course, dragons would make sense.
Denholm paled slightly. "They don't matter. Just keep moving forward."
"How can you say that? Do you know how dangerous this is?" Mia asked. "Did you see who else is with them?"
