Finally, copper!

Walking down the comfortably wide width of the freshly made tunnel, Theo couldn't stop nervously gulping his spit down his throat.

It felt… wrong, to just waltz below all the possible threats, moving for somewhere between fifty and a hundred steps, only to then demolish a new stretch of the underground passage and just… keep going.

'I know I'm missing out on a ton of potential loot and findmes, but…'

Theo cast an uneasy glance up to the nearby ceiling of his tunnel. While the roof wasn't close enough for Theo to be able to reach it with his hand, with even a small jump, his hand could firmly press against it. And above the ceiling that Theo had well within his range… were tons upon tons of raw rock, only waiting for him to accidentally burrow through a particularly weaker spot in the underground layer of rock.