Randall quickly stood up, distancing himself from the hill, before relaxing enough to pat his robe to remove the dirt that had darkened it.
Liam didn't care about his appearance but stretched his right shoulder at that sight, suppressing a grunt. His robe was torn all over, and scratches littered his body, but nothing was as serious as that limb.
Of course, the location took the crown there. The chamber was vast but empty. Except for the collapsed wall replaced by the hill of debris, its other surfaces were intact and smooth, but also lacked any visible door or passage.
It seemed Liam and Randall had escaped the deadly collapse only to end up stuck in a place without exits, with the intended way out probably gone, replaced by that hill-like pile of debris.
