Round 426

The gas stung their eyes and burned in their lungs, each breath a struggle against the acrid air. Merrin pulled Varrika close, half-supporting the dwarf's weight as they stumbled forward into the narrowing passage. The sound of grinding stone filled the air behind them—another section giving way. "Varikka!" Merrin gasped, struggling to keep them both upright on the shifting floor. "What " Varikka's face was pale, her dark eyes wide with pain and fear. "My ankle," she managed through gritted teeth. "It twisted again when the floor dropped." She shifted her weight experimentally, wincing. "I can walk, but not fast. Not over this mess."

The sound of crumbling stone echoed from behind them, followed by a f...