What a terrifying answer, I'm afraid no one expected this outcome.
"Regarding the Holy Coffin, I understand now. It's a real trouble."
Arthur sighed, feeling immense pressure.
Lorenzo pushed the wheelchair as he walked with Arthur through the vast underground tunnels. Thanks to the ventilators' efforts, the air was much improved here, although mixed with various strange and complex odors, at least it was breathable for humans.
Above them were dim lights extending along the tracks into the horizon, accompanied by complex steam pipes. Perhaps due to age and disrepair, droplets of condensation fell, dampening a large patch of soil.
"It's not just trouble, Arthur. The whole of Old Dunling is in danger now."
Lorenzo tried to remain calm.
