Hiroshi sat against the wall for what felt like an hour but was probably only ten minutes.
His body was still shaking from the multiplier's aftereffects. Every muscle ached. The cuts on his arms and shoulder throbbed despite his Pain Suppression skill working to dull it.
He watched Elias move around the chamber, examining every section of wall. Running his hands over the stone. Tapping with his knuckles.
"There's air moving," Elias said. "Feel it?"
Hiroshi did. Now that he was sitting still and not fighting for his life, he could feel a faint breeze coming from somewhere in the chamber. Not from the collapsed tunnel. But from somewhere else.
"Air means an opening," the woman guard said. She'd helped the injured one get as comfortable as possible and was now standing. "Even if it's small, it means there's a way out."
"Maybe," Elias said. "Or it means there's a crack in the rock that leads nowhere useful."
