The air was suffocating, and it wasn't because of the debris and ice kicked up from the collapsing cave—at least not completely.
Rather, if you were to ask Malzahir, the tense atmosphere would be because of his newfound companions.
Malzahir had been relieved to find them alive—at first. But as they walked deeper into the network of tunnels, away from the unstable site of collapse, his relief turned into confusion, then mild discomfort.
Kain and Serena flanked him, one on each side, like silent sentries escorting a prisoner. They weren't walking together, not even close. There was a noticeable gap between them, and yet, somehow, Malzahir found himself caught in the middle of something he didn't understand.
