In one moment, Arthur was thinking about how to hide from the beasts which were following him, and in the next moment, he had his ankle broken, and something was pulling him into the ground.
It took him by surprise, and the worst part was that he did not sense the creature before the attack. Perhaps if it was a deadly attack, then Arthur might as well be dead at that point!
The fear of the unknown took the best of him, but before he could do anything, the hand which grabbed him stopped pulling, tossing him inside a strange construction underground.
"Where am I?"
"Yo! Sorry for the ankle."
Arthur was still getting his things back together. H was in a corridor made of cobblestone, and the skeleton who pulled him into the ground was speaking!
"Sorry for the ankle?"
He thought of teaching that skeleton a lesson, but the unknown level above its head made him think otherwise. The skeleton could break his ankle with such ease, which meant it was someone strong.