Arthur grabbed Jack and said, "we are not dying today."
Two huge fire wings came out of his back, and Arthur stopped the fall. But as he looked up, a strong wind came down, cutting everything, even the sturdy walls of stone.
"We can't go back. We need to go down. Jack, hold on tight."
Arthur dashed down like a dragon. It was so fast that his cheeks moved and his black hair was a mess.
Jack was the same, but he was also screaming like a frightened kid. It was a funny scene, but the situation was too dire for Arthur to laugh at that.
The fissure was dark inside, so Arthur was the only one that could see anything. He kept going down, hoping to find the end.
"Well, at least that scary wind is only in the upper parts." Arthur said.
That did not change the fact that the place would presumably be dangerous.
It was hard to tell how long they had descended, but the ground finally touched their toes.
"I-I'm alive?" Jack said.