Escape from Darkness

Arden and his team moved silently through the dark, narrow corridors of the dwarven fortress, their senses on high alert. The explosions had done their job, creating enough chaos to allow them to slip deeper into the stronghold. Every shadow, every sound kept them on edge as they advanced.

Ahead, a faint glimmer of light signaled their destination. Ninloth and Finnian emerged from the semi-darkness, their expressions tense but determined. Ninloth's eyes met Arden's, a silent understanding passing between them.

"Any trouble?" Arden asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Nothing we couldn't handle," Ninloth replied, wiping the blood from his short swords. "The dungeons are just ahead. We need to move quickly."