Ragna had a feeling it would be something like that. " This. This is why I hate nature. And life. Life sucks." He grumbled angrily his hand resting on a decent sized rock. " Did I mention I hate tight spaces as well?" He shook his head and started to gather his armor before deciding to only take the gauntlets and boots. He took his chain and made a makeshift harness with it to attach his claymore to before glancing over at Lydia. " Well I'm as ready to go into the darkness as you are."

His molten eyes seemed to light up slightly at the prospect of being submerged in the darkness. And while they could both see in the dark. So could a lot of other things. And who knew what manner of beasts resided in this cave. Or how deep it went. Ragna's mind raced in a million different directions. Shaking the thoughts off he looked over at Lydia and asked. " Are you ok. Warm enough? I mean...did I overstep my bounds by doing...I'm going to just..." he started to mumble under his breath as he messed with the bindings on his gauntlets. Deciding rather then dig the hole he was in any longer he started to move forward still mumbling something under his breath about bad timing and getting stabbed.

As the two of them moved deeper into the mine it gradually sloped down and got slightly warmer. The walls were decorated in luminescent fungi and lichen. Besides their steps and breathing the only real sounds they heard were the occasional drip of water from perspiration and an odd scratching sound that seemed to echo for miles.