"It works!" Flaxseed exclaimed, both startled and delighted.
Spurred by the discovery, he quickened his descent, boots skimming the darkness beneath them.
After what felt like an endless plunge, solid rock finally met their soles.
Jared looked up. Above them, the sundered fumes had sealed again, a curtain so thick no sunlight could bleed through.
Around them stretched total blackness, broken only by the pallid glow that leaked from Flaxseed's pendant and painted the worn stone steps at their feet. The stairway snaked downward while both walls were veined with dark-red patterns-tiny runes that writhed as if alive.
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