Deeper into the cave, the broken stone husks became more numerous and larger.
"Light Technique?"
"No, the amber bubble is glowing faintly. As long as we can see the path, we're fine."
The two stayed close together, relying on the protection of the amber bubble as they ventured deeper into the cave. Rorschach noticed that there were fewer of the piercing pink crystals and the sand they had contaminated.
Finally, they reached a point where nothing was falling, as if they had entered a tranquil space. The amber bubble shrank, returning to its position around the beetle.
But now, Rorschach and Yina grew even more tense, trying to make every step as silent as possible.
They had arrived inside the husk of something. The so-called broken stone shells were likely the molted skin of some creature. They were now inside a complete, intact shedded skin.
Its size was immense, its specific form indiscernible.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
