digging a hole, a diggy diggy hole

He stood there a moment, Demelza beneath him until the initial panic began to wane. No new threats presented themselves, and the earth seemed to have settled again. At least… for now. He took a step back from Demelza, and looked at her dusty body. “Are you injured?” He asked her. It might well be a hike to find their way out of these tunnels… if indeed there was a way out. It was going to be rough on his sprained leg.

“I’ve sprained my leg. Tend to it as best you can.” He ordered her, indicating with his nose to the limb in question. He was still on high alert, keeping stock on the area around them. Half expecting another kind of danger to find them.


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