They started down the narrow passage, entering one by one. The orange light from Sunfire Gaze followed each of their steps, illuminating the stifling, cold, and damp darkness.
Every step was cautious, as the tunnel's sharp incline made footing difficult. The soft, muddy ground, mixed with slippery stones, was treacherous underfoot.
"How much farther?" Baron panted, eager to escape this miserable path.
"Almost there. I can see the end of the tunnel," replied Prince Arkana.
Just behind him, Gavin grimaced. "What's that smell?" he said, waving a hand in front of his nose as if to dispel the sudden stench.
"Smells like something rotting," Trisha replied, sniffing the foul air.
"This place is the lair of the Lulun Samak, where it stores its prey," Baron added. "No wonder we're smelling decay—this means we're heading the right way."
