With heavy breaths, Zyran tiredly stared at the cave Infront of him with caution, for all he knew, this could be the home of one of the creatures that inhabited the island, and after all the fighting and running he has done today, he no longer had the energy for another fight.
'Who am I kidding, fighting to survive is the whole reason I'm in this place', he thought with resignation as he took slow steps towards the cave.
It was a wide cave at the foot of a really tall mountain and as Zyran craned his head up, he could barely see the peak, the fact that the sun was starting to set, did not make thing's easier.
Entering the dark cave, he lifted his palm and produced a ball of blue flames, Illuminating the path forward and with each step he took, the sound of his boots would echo throughout the silent cave.
