Suddenly, in a fury of falling rocks and unearthly roars, the creature tore through the ceiling into their chamber. The corrupted beast was as black as night; it's eyes empty, staring at them without emotion. It's lips curled into a snarl as it charged directly for Silver. "Run."
"Yep!" Squeaked Xarame, not needing to be told twice. She turned and hightailed it up the tunnel, back towards the surface, slowing only to check Holly was with her. The ground was uneven, and the alcohol was having an unwelcome effect on her balance, but the night vision and fear of imminent dismemberment saw her right, and she was soon outside once more. She stood panting for a minute, then looked back down the tunnel, listening for some clue as to what was going on...
