“Shyke,” Marius grimaced when he heard the cracking sound that was shortly followed by a rumbling of the ground. He’d been in this situation before, so he knew the tremors would only get worse and worse, until the roof arches gave way and buried the entire cavern. Only Semele knew how much time they had to complete their rescue, and she remained silent. Marius wasn’t surprised. His goddess didn’t seem to care what occurred in her stony flesh, so why should she be aware of his plight, or even his existence? No, the fate of the trapped miners, of his comrades, was in his hands. “Make haste,” Marius said gravely, looking from Astrid, to Sitkanis, to Adalia, and then clapped Perras on the shoulder. “Let’s get dirty, shall we?” He took off running, plunging back through the passage from whence they had came. So far, the tremors hadn’t shaken any debris from the tight, sloping rocks. Marius wove his way through the serpentine turns, his half-shuttered lantern swinging with every step, casting wild, discordant shadows upon the walls. Perras was close upon his heels, and they soon reached the rock chimney. Marius paused for a moment to inspect the spike that he’d driven into the wall, noting the web of tiny, mostly non-threatening cracks that spread over its rough moorings. “Make certain that no more than three people descend at once,” he cautioned, then grunted as he heaved himself over the void. “Follow me,” Marius placed the lantern’s handle between his teeth, then slid down the rope as fast as he dared. Near the bottom, he clenched his gloved palms on the rope to halt his descent, turning his nose up at the reek of burnt leather. Again, he surveyed the rockfall. It appeared to have shifted again, and Marius couldn’t keep a grin from slipping onto his face. Zagary and Aeden were still buried, but more of the tunnel had collapsed behind them, leaving the route to greenish, copper-laden passages unimpeded. “Semele, you tease,” Marius chuckled to himself. “Do you see that, Perras?” he called to the soldier, who was descending with a greater measure of caution. “Semele favors us for the moment, but we need to work fast if we don’t want more of the passage to collapse.” “If that’s the case, shut up and dig,” grunted Perras. “Glad to oblige you,” Marius replied, and then – throwing caution to the wind – dropped onto the pile of rubble. It shifted beneath his feet, nearly causing him to lose his balance. Marius hopped onto a large slab of feldspar, and then extended a hand to help steady Perras. “We’ll clear a shaft through here, and throw the stones over here,” he ordered after testing the rockfall with his pickaxe. “If rubble keeps falling into the cleared areas, we’ll have to use some of the larger boulders to shore it up.” Leaving Perras to haul the first boulders, Marius took spikes, a hammer, and yet another cord from his pack. He drove the spikes into the wall and suspended a safety line across the space, then doubled back to the passage, using his last spike to anchor it to the rocks. After this task was complete, Marius returned to Perras and together they continued to shift the pile of rubble, creating a tunnel of sorts to where Aeden and Zagary, presumably joined by Adalia, awaited their rescue. Sitkanis, when he arrived, would find Perras and Marius begrimed with stone dust, working frantically to clear the rocks. He would be cautioned not to tread on certain, unstable areas, and urged to take the lead position, where he would be the first to break through to his beloved. |