Myrthe is silently creeping along the underground path when Easton is beside him. "You have to come quick!" he tells Myrthe. They both start running as fast as they can to the opening. "What is going on?" he queries. "Quick, no time to talk, just get out of here." Easton tells him. They are both pulled out of the hole. Myrthe thanks his companions then lays down relatively far away from the fire, exausted from the days' exitement.