108 King of Aztec

The ground below them shook with a low rumble. A few tiny rocks broke and fell from the roof of the cavern. Izar stopped and stood quietly and firmly to hold his riders. Most other horses neighed and were on their hind legs, scared, while their owners patted them. 

"What was that?" Dawn asked, almost shaking in his arms. 

Daryn stayed quiet and held his fist high in the air. Everyone stopped. Another rumble passed through the ground and it subsided slowly. He made a forward gesture with his hand and the cavalcade resumed moving forward. 

"Those are Yardrak," he replied. "Dwarfs who usually live in the mountains and are experts at creating tunnels. 

Dawn gulped yet again. Was she in some fancy world? Had she traveled in a parallel world? Or was this some kind of a game? "D— dwarfs?" 

"Hmm." 

"Are they— are they— attacking us?" she asked, looking at him with wide green eyes.