Time passed, but due to the lack of a sun or moon underground to measure its passing, it was not measured in days but in battles.
'Abomination number 53…no, actually, this may be 54 now…'
Even Kain, who had been enthusiastically mowing through them, was feeling it wearing him down—much less the others who didn't receive any benefits while fighting.
However, regardless of their exhaustion they kept moving forward—not that their attackers would let them rest for too long anyways.
Not to mention, despite approaching what they assumed to be the center of the underground ruins, the conditions of the tunnels and caverns worsened.
The deeper they ventured into the underground ruins, the more the path twisted and narrowed, pushing them through cracked stone tunnels and over half-collapsed, trembling bridges that dropped into seemingly bottomless abysses.
