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Sean knew that this was not a very good idea, nor was he certain it was the best. But he could not think of anything else, and besides, they had Dean and that other girl with them. At the very least, the Kismet would make his death swift... They walked for a long time, yet they could not find the exit. After a while the Kismet stopped for a while and started to argue. Sean could not understand them, their dialects being different, but he could tell it was not looking good. Suddenly, the ground started to shake, and the Kismet looked around wildly to find the cause. It was not an earthquake, but instead something much worse. Viscearri... Their giant maws came from the behind, there were so many Sean could not count them all, and the Kismet definitely did not try to fight. So they ran, they got running in such a hurry that it seemed like they did not even care about Sean anymore. Of course, Sean had to run with them anyways. Then the cave suddenly split, Which way do I go? He quickly decided to go right, not having much time to really think about it, and hoping that he might be able to separate with his captors. It almost worked, too. Of the party of 5 Kismet, 4 of them and all their hounds went left, while he and the captain of the group went right. Well, it almost worked... But it got a little better when Sean saw that the big difference in numbers effectively led all the Viscearri away from them.

Soon they were plenty way from the swarm, and stopped by a lake to rest. It was silent for a few minutes, until Sean finally said, "I'm sorry about what had happened to your comrades..." The Kismet simply looked up, and replied, "So am I. We must keep moving..." Thus, they continued into the depths of the cave.