In another part of the ruined city, Helen and the others were moving through a narrow underground passage.
The passage was not wide. The giant Velhari had to bend his head slightly while walking, and every few steps his shoulder scraped against the wall, causing dust to fall from above.
"This place was clearly not built for people of proper size," the giant Velhari muttered in annoyance.
"Maybe the builders simply did not expect walking mountains to use it," the short Velhari replied calmly.
The giant Velhari glanced at him with an ugly expression, but he did not say anything more. Even he knew this was not the place to start arguing.
Helen walked near the front with her staff in hand. Her face was calm, but her eyes kept scanning the passage ahead, and from time to time her fingers tightened around her staff.
Jayden walked a few steps behind her.
Since what happened earlier, he had not spoken much. His face was still cold, but the silence around him felt heavier than usual.
