Jela halted, unsure if she was compassionate or irritated. She sighed heavily and deep a deep breath. The cavern smelled odd-damp and moldy. She could hear faint noises in the distance and it was dark she could feel it. It seemed like it was closing in around them, smothering them with its depth.
Jela started, her imagination running away. She shook her was quickly-now was not the time. She sighed and paced.