The tunnels stretched endlessly before Damien, the weight of Anna on his back pressing down on his already battered body. His breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending jolts of pain through his overtaxed limbs. The cavern behind him continued to collapse, the thunderous sound of crumbling rock echoing through the underground maze.
The sheer scale of the underground labyrinth was overwhelming. Jagged rock formations stretched toward the distant ceiling, their silhouettes barely visible in the dim, eerie glow of luminescent fungi. Massive stone pillars, worn smooth by the passage of time, stood like silent sentinels in the vast expanse. Stalactites hung like fangs from above, some shattered by the quake caused by the Hydra's demise. The air was thick, damp, and carried the unsettling echoes of distant, unseen movements.
As he pressed forward, the oppressive stillness shattered when a pack of creatures emerged from the shadows.
