The group emerged from the collapsing cavern into the quiet night air, their bodies battered and their spirits frayed. The mansion loomed before them, its shadowed silhouette a reminder of the battles they had fought and the secrets it still held. The journey back was silent, each step weighed down by exhaustion and unspoken thoughts.
As they entered the mansion's grand hall, the tension in the group eased slightly, replaced by the comforting familiarity of their surroundings. Edwin closed the heavy doors behind them, his shoulders visibly relaxing for the first time since their descent into the caverns.
Nina collapsed onto a couch, her hair singed and her clothes dusted with ash. "Can we all agree that I deserve at least three days of uninterrupted sleep after this?"
Ruda leaned against the wall, her claws retracting as she rubbed her temples. "You deserve a bath first. You smell like burnt rock."
