The Catch

POV In the meantime, somewhere deep under the tower:

Four people were tied in absolute darkness. They could only feel rough stone walls and ground. Everything around them was quiet except for a quiet feminine sobbing and scratching on the stone. No one was in the mood to speak.

It had already been hours, and they were still tied, with no one approaching them.

Finally, a rough voice of the dwarf echoed through the cave, "Damn it, I am getting sober!"

No one responded, so the dwarf continued his rant, "I don't get it. Why are you so scared? We are all craftsmen here. That means that they likely want us to create something."

The female hidden in the darkness stopped sobbing and glared at the white-bearded dwarf, "Yes, and then what? We have been kidnapped by some insane cultists! There is no way that they will just let us walk out of here."

A muffled sound came from the gagged and tightly tied alchemist, and everyone preventively crawled further away from her.