Deadlands

Thud... Thud...

My fingers dug into the dirt for the hundredth time, and I could feel grime gathering under my fingernails.

There was also blood on my hands, but I didn't care. Unless one of my hands was missing, I wasn't going to stop digging.

Crack...

Finally, I felt the soil give away beneath my fingers and a small hole began to form. The opening revealed an entrance to the Mole tunnel system I've used before.

  "I'll kill that damn Mole..." 

Shaking my bleeding and dirty hands, I crawled inside the dark and narrow tunnel. 

Instantly, the musty smell of damp soil and underground creatures assaulted my nose. I spread my Mana to feel the surroundings, but all I sensed were a few bugs and the faint vibrations of something moving deeper in the tunnels.

"..."

Without any hesitation, I started walking towards the vibrations, since it was coming from the direction I needed to go to reach the Spire.