Redthorn
The entire ant nest started shaking for a while, it was already in terrible shape after his spell and now it had started falling apart.
"There's no time to waste!" Daylen started running, " we have to retrieve it and get the hell out of here!"
Esdras agreed, if this place fell apart, he was not afraid that the relic would be destroyed, but buried under all of the rubble.
It would be much harder to find it if that was the case and it could even be lost forever.
He did not expect that his spell would be this powerful, perhaps this place was not exactly very stable either.
The shaking stopped, and they continued running toward the end of the tunnel. He saw that Daylen stopped in place for some reason.
When they caught up, they finally understood why, at the end of the tunnel made up of sand there was a thin bridge made of brambles, the bridge led to a huge room that had cracks running through the walls.