Round 574

Merrin's heart hammers in her chest as she helps Varikka navigate through the treacherous terrain of the collapsing chamber. "Stay close," she breathes, her voice barely audible over the cacophony of falling debris. The dim light from the remaining torches casts eerie shadows across the ancient stone walls, making it difficult to see clearly. Varrika's face is etched with pain and determination as she moves forward, her injured ankle protesting with every step. "We need to find a way out before this place comes down completely," the dwarf growls, her scarred knuckles whitening around the haft of her mace. Merrin nods silently, her eyes scanning the chamber for any sign of an escape route. The sound of rushing water grows louder, and she realizes with growing dread that they may be trapped in a rapidly flooding area.