Heart of the Island

Trusting her undead scout’s word, Rhea stepped forward and dropped straight into the pitch-black mouth of the steep sand tunnel right after Dravos. The angle of the descent forced her into a rapid slide, her boots carving deep grooves into the loose earth. The temperature plummeted the deeper she went. The air inside the subterranean chute felt unnervingly cool and damp, carrying the heavy, metall