Covered with blood and sweat, Edgan staggered a few steps with the impact of the cool and fresh air hitting his face, but he kept his balance despite having Mel on his back. The narrow passage he was in had a big part in this, and after regaining stability, he voiced the question in his mind.
"Mel, where are we?"
Only two words spilled out from his trembling lips. His eyes sought help from the half-conscious young man. Mel fixed his gaze at one point. Mel's bleeding increased so much that one side of Edgan's face was painted red.
Without losing his tenacity, Edgan moved in the direction his friend pointed. He crossed the damp tunnel and found himself in a cave decorated with stalactites. The floor was covered with grass. Edgan spun around in astonishment.
