WE DESERVE THE BEST, AND WE'LL TAKE IT!

The ground began to shake violently, almost throwing Ravan, Enya, and Jet off their feet.

Just as the tremors seemed to subside, Ravan took a cautious step forward, and the ground beneath him crumbled, creating a gaping crater.

He tripped, instinctively tossing Jet to safety before falling into the abyss.

Ravan hit the bottom with a hard thud, his head striking the ground.

The pain radiated through his skull, but he managed to sit up, rubbing his minor wound.

The ache in his head was severe, almost blinding, but he knew he was lucky to have only a scratch.

He looked up at the distant opening above, realizing it was too high to climb out.

Around him, the darkness of underground tunnels loomed, giving an eerie sense of foreboding.

Enya peered over the edge, her voice filled with concern.

"Ravan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he called back, trying to sound more confident than he felt.