Charles and Nora moved cautiously through the cave, their lanterns lighting the way.
The air was cold and damp, and the rocky floor crunched under their boots with each step.
The cave walls seemed to stretch endlessly upward, vanishing into a blackness the lanterns couldn't pierce.
Charles frowned, gripping his lantern tightly as he tried to make out anything beyond the circle of light.
The blue system arrow still glowed in his vision, pointing deeper into the cave, but the darkness was so thick he was starting to doubt the lanterns' usefulness.
"These things aren't doing much, are they?" Charles muttered, turning to Nora, who walked beside him with a focused expression.
He was about to suggest they head back to the village for better lanterns when a shrill scream stopped him cold.
"Rian!" Nora shouted, her voice echoing through the cave.
Charles spun just in time to see Nora trip over something on the ground, losing her balance.
