Another storm. Hana looked through the stained glass window, the flying sand soon blocking the view. There wasnt much to see either way. Rocks, sand and distant boulders. She was tired, not having slept for nearly two weeks. It was straining, just to stand, to hold her blade. Shameful. Her armor lay damaged and in shambles, cut apart as if it had been made of cheap copper. She didnt know why she had held on to the pieces, some of them still hanging from her scaled body. One of the shoulders was fine still but the rest was unusable. Carefully, she stepped over the gray metal floor, any unnecessary noise had a chance to alert them. Shes still sleeping. Her hand moved over the womans brow. The fever was gone and the wound had healed but it had been taxing on her body. Hana checked where the healer, Jonna, had been pierced by the stinger. The screams still rung in her ears. She had been sure the woman was dead but somehow she had pushed through, had healed herself through the pain and the corruption. It hadnt been easy, cutting out the infected part and adding to her torment but Hana knew better than to question a healer at her own profession. Should have never come back down here. She sighed and sat down next to the sleeping human, her eyes focused on the steel door. The noises had calmed down a couple days ago but food was running low, as was water. She would hold out as long as she could but even at level two hundred, they had to eat. Two days passed, Hana using her time to meditate and think of possible solutions, possible ways out. Nothing made much sense. In hindsight this whole expedition had not made sense. Why bypass monsters you cant fight in the search for riches? It had never made sense to Hana but it was the way of the scavenger. Krentin hadnt been averse to such tactics. There had been enough opportunities to fight anyway but down here, the beasts were simply beyond her. The grip on her sword handle tightened at the thought. Go out there and face them. You are Hana of the Krezjagar, you fear nothing and welcome death. The familiar mantra wasnt as effective as usual. Tiredness, thirst and fear. Things she hadnt felt in years, decades perhaps. Never in this capacity. A slight stir made her focus and grip her blade once more, preparing to unleash her skills and rush at whatever horrible abomination was after her. what where am I? Hana? The human smiled, showing her teeth as her hands moved to her stomach. I was injured. The poison, tears came to her eyes. Hana grabbed the woman and held her awkwardly, blade still in hand. Sssh, we mustnt make too much noise. She whispered. You have healed. I cut out the corruption, as you instructed. She seemed to understand, nodding lightly as she took in the words and wiped away the tears. Her body curled up more, her gaze focused on the floor. How much time has passed? A week. You went unconscious as I cut out the corruption but your healing did the rest. Hana explained in a quiet voice. The woman chuckled quietly. My poison resistance went up by five levels, The corruption is. It nearly overwhelmed me, even in that short time. I couldnt move, only hold it at bay. Jonna explained, still holding her stomach. The dark blue beast hide armor showed exactly where the Patron of Torment had pierced it. Overgrown scorpion. Hana thought, remembering the venomous critters from her childhood. Never this large of course or quite as deadly. What happened, since we were attacked? Jonna asked, her blue eyes watery as she looked up at the huge form of the lizard woman. What did we do? A whisper, full of regret. Hana sighed, stopping herself from hissing. We didnt do anything. It just seems like whoever built this place really, really didnt want anybody messing with it. Our only mistake was to agree to come down here. Krentin, Jonna said, touching Hanas arm carefully. Probably dead. There were few healers and even he cant face the beasts down here, let alone frenzied ones. She replied. How do we get out then? Jonna asked, her lip quivering. I had hoped you would have an idea. Hana said and chuckled.
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