They stood in a field with patches of grass and dirt. Rusted swords and armor were strewn about. grass and weeds wrapped around them, sucking them into the ground over the years. Tattered tent poles swayed with bits of cloth flapping. Mounds of rocks laid in circles around the entrance to the cavern. Endless trees surrounded the small field.
Kazimir pressed his hands against the stone door that barred their entry. A chill covered his palms. His gloves grated against the stone. "So this is it...are you all ready?"
The wind mage took a deep breath. This was their first mission as a guild and he knew they were capable. The doors eased open and a flash of light appeared and sucked the team within.
They found themselves transported to a strange floor in the dungeon. Kaz pulled himself up using the jagged rock wall next to him. Warmth radiated through his hand and his feet.
He waved the hanging could of steam away from his face. Kaz's arms intended out almost touching the opposite wall. "Everyone okay?"
Light poured down the tunnel and highlighted the wall behind them. A red river bubbled up at the tunnels's end and revealed the massive cavern.
Kaz moved to the edge and wiped the sweat from his forehead. A river of lava flowed nearby and wove through a pattern of stone islands. The cavern was massive and spiraled upward to unknown heights. "Well, at least it's spacious."
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