It was dark. Moisty... a drop of water fell on his forehead. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Suddenly Griff jolted up, panting heavily as he started to touch his body to see if there was a part that was missing.
"Haaa. Haaa... I'm still alive..."
Griff's eyes couldn't adjust to the dark, but he could make out that the chains were no where to be found. He tried to find somewhere to boost himself up. His back was resting on a boulder.
As Griff stood up, slowly a dim light started to ooze off a weird stone that was on top of him. He was in a massive cave. He looked up to see no where of the crack that had dragged him in... odd.
'The fuck is this place...'
The cave's ceiling was very high. Griff slowly started to walk around by supporting himself with the walls of the cave. A few seconds had passes, and suddenly the same rock he had seen started to lit up in a path on the ground. He followed the path with his eyes to see a small corridor like structure. He slowly started to make his way there.
He was slightly bleeding, but that was to be expected after that fight and the height he fell from. As he got closer to the opening, he suddenly saw that demi-human girl he was fighting previously. Her back was resting against the wall of the cave, and she was slightly bleeding from her forehead and cuts on her arms.
He slowly made his way to her, and crouched in front of her. The light was dim, but he could make out her face and wounds. He looked at fer face for a few seconds. Silver hair, and silver wolf ears. It would be a lie to say he wasn't captivated by her face, but he had just fought her. She was an enemy. She was the one leading those wolves to attack the villages.
Maybe it would be for the best if he left her here. Nothing good would come from trusting someone that was... an enemy.
Flashbacks of his time in the mountains and the arena came as he remembered his betrayal... Yeah, he was too trusting these days. He should have grown sharper, but he grew duller.
He sighed and stood up. He slowly started making his way back to the opening that the dim light was pointing towards to. However... he turned back to look at her again. She was breathing frantically. He could hear even from this distance.
Griff sighed and facepalmed himself.
"Even in unknown situations like this I just can't fucking grow up can I..."
He started making his way back to the girl, and crouched in front of her again. He felt her pulse with his hands. Pretty normal, for now. Slightly pissed at himself, Griff slowly grabbed the girl and positioned her on his back. He started to walk, slower this time, to the opening with the girl on his back.
"If she wakes up, I'm dead, but even so I'm dead either way if I can't get out of here anyway..."
As he walked into the opening, a path lit up, pointing him to walk forward.
It was as if the path was never ending. Every time he looked back he couldn't even see the entrance...
5 minutes... 10... an hour? He didn't knew how much time had passed.
Finally... he could see an end to the path. He sped up. The girl's breathing had calmed down now. Not that it concerned him.
He reached the end of the light, but... there was only darkness ahead of him. To his right was a small opening in the corridor like structure. He ignored it, and tried walking, but... an invisible structure was preventing him to move. Most likely magic?
He looked to his right again.
"Does it want me to leave her here? Fine..."
He slowly restes the demi-human girl's body against the small opening. The darkness suddenly lit up as he did that, and a new path appeared. The light was darker than the previous path... blacker. He got ready to move forward, but looked back at the girl...
"Ah fuck it..."
He ripped a part of his shirt's sleeves, and reached for his pocket. He should still have a small healing potion James had given him back in the day. Thank the heavens it wasn't broken.
He used the potion to drench the cloth and slowly wrapped it around both of her arms on the cuts caused by his blade.
"You better not die on me..."
He said to no one in particular, and turned to look forward. Now that he looked carefully, there was a small door ahead. It wasn't too far. About a few dozen meters.
Griff walked at a faster pace, and practically almost slammed into the door. He slowly reached to push it open. It had a delicate design, not something you would find in a supposed cave like this.
Suddenly the door bursted open, and a gale of wind hit Griff in the face... mana... so... much... mana...
Griff looked at his arm, it was shaking.
He ignited his arms on fire and took a fighting stance.
"Who the fuck are you?"
His flames suddenly got put out by the wind. He tried re-igniting them, but to no avail.
He looked back to see the light was gone. He practically had no where to go.
He took a step, and stepped into the door.
The first thing he saw... light.
The light was ever so bright...