Balrog couldn't help but chuckle softly at Citadel's remark. "Let's try not to make that a reality," he replied, his tone half-joking but with a serious undertone. As they moved deeper into the Warren, the walls seemed to close in, and the darkness grew thicker around them. Balrog's ears twitched, picking up every little sound, but the source of the earlier noise remained elusive. He glanced sideways at Citadel, appreciating his brother's boldness.
"Let's.. stay close," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "We'll find our way out. And whatever's in here won't know what hit it." He pressed forward beside his brother, every muscle tense, ready for anything that might try to attack them.
