Hard time

  After fighting and running for one hour, Zane realized that they must have crossed enough distance that would be larger than most cities, and yet… there were no signs of that one. Zane didn't find any signs of the marks he left either, so he was fifty percent sure that they weren't lost. 

  Only fifty percent because there were numerous ways of the dungeon to screw with them. Fortunately, they soon found the exit, and the air around was a bit cleaner. In any case, the exit was inside a dried-up well. It felt like it was a good place to stop, but it was hard to say if it was going to help them.

"You are pale, Yolanda," Lirene said. "We are moving too fast, and the air is this bad…"

"I am fine… this is nothing," Yolanda said while forcing a smile.