Round 964

The ground beneath them gave way without warning, the stone floor collapsing inwards with a groan of ancient wood and shifting earth. Merrin tumbled forward, her hands instinctively reaching out to break her fall. She landed hard on her side, the impact knocking the wind from her lungs as she struggled to breathe. Varikka hit the ground beside her, her Heavy Mace clattering away as she let out a pained gasp.

"Varikka!" Merrin managed to choke out between labored breaths, her eyes wide with concern as she looked at her friend. The dwarf was clutching at her ankle, her face contorted in pain as she tried to sit up. "Are you alright?"