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(This is a continuation of the Will Quest for Food Thread after the cave in that will be used for Group B consisting of Riley, Sarin, and Garen.)

The worst fears of imaginable horror happened right before his eyes. As if a small glimpse of 'Deus ex Machina' vengeance wiped itself across the crowd, it was Riley's turn to face the wrath of the reasons why it was bad to take a bunch of misfits in and call it a 'team'. Hell, a small meeting before hand would at least saved them the time wasted earlier trying to figure out who needed to lead what. It was a giant cluster-frack from the getgo, and as fate would intend it... it was only going to get worse. As the world seemed to tumble out of alignment, he managed to yell "Back off~" before a blast of stalactite splashed all over is face. Temporarily blinded and muted by the dust, he could only curl his hands around his head and be unable to avoid many of the falling rocks smashing into his body. One after another, he could feel fist sized rocks smashing into him.. and with no hope of someone grabbing him and saving his ass. With a stroke of luck, he managed to slip on a few shards of rock and fall off into a very tiny ravine that sheltered most of his body and did not give way underneath the pressure and fissure of the falling rock.

With pain in his eyes, he would strain to see small images of people getting pelted by the rocky debris. Even though he could barely make out the people, he thought he saw Nate limping away as rock splashed against his leg and Lillian falling into a heap after taking one in the arm. These images blurred into shadows as the whole world began to shake and thunder. The noise was deafening to his ears, and all he could do was wait for the rolling to stop. There was nothing a blind man could do in a situation so fracked up like this one.

In a few moments, the world stopped shaking violently as a final slab of rock seemed to slide into place with an echoing thunder. Coughing and sputtering, Riley would feel his way out of the small hole he managed to find himself in. What little stroke of luck was lost on him when the pain in his throat and eyes began to swell out of proportion from the amount of damage done to his body. With considerable discipline, he managed to keep his eyes open as he squirted water into his eyes from the small water bottle he was carrying on his person. Most of the water would be lost in the aimless game of cleaning out his eyes, but he managed to land a few drops in his mouth so he could clear his throat of all the dust and crud. With irritated eyes, he took a look around the scene of carniage. Luckily, the pocket flashlight still seemed to emit a small glow that would light his way around the room.

"Hello..." This first call was weak and almost inaudible over the ringing in his ears. Immediately his voice would crackle and he would start hacking uncontrollably for several agonizing seconds as his lunds cleared out all the debris it had inhaled during their little adventure. Splashing precious water back into his mouth, he cleared his throat again and yelled loudly "Hello!" Pushing off his arms and patting himself of the dust, he felt stinging sensations all over his exposed flesh. His forearms were covered in dust which mixed unhealthily with the contents of his own blood. Instincitvely, he would reach on his forehead to wipe the grime away only to feel something warm and wet on the side of his cheek. Small trickles of blood would be washing over his head from a few of the rocks smashing into his body. Although he took a few beatings, he was sore and nothing was broken. He managed to weakly stumble from his hole, the shell shock slowly fading, as he called out again. "Did anyone make it?!" The room they were in was cut off from the sunlight as if the entire cavern closed up all around them. For now, all he could do was slowly get his bearings and examine the room before him... his yelling had the intention of bringing more trouble than he could handle alone.

Their world shook as if the earth itself would swallow them whole, devouring every fragment and leaving them victim to its stony grave. The vibrations rattled joints and sent Sarin's reflexes into overdrive. The sheer loudness rattled her eardrums, even causing her vision to shake. Her heartbeat slammed in her chest as she leapt away from the shattering ceiling. Eyes flashed as she spun around avoiding debris and stone. The vision of the others quickly begun to disappear as stone formed between the two groups. Amidst the noise, she yelled out as if to warn or help or something. It wouldn't have been any help even if she tried. More stone met stone causing dust to spray up and around. Arms went to her face as she drew back and covered from the sudden wave.

A cough erupted from her as she covered a hand over her mouth and nose. Silence rose up to meet her, the first bit of silence she heard since she started this mission. As her hand fell back to her side, she drew in a breath and glanced around the newly formed darkness. It was only a moment before the silence broke and a voice rose up not too far away. It was almost a sudden reaction that she scrambled over a few boulders and found Riley.

Sneakers slid down against the stone as she stepped down. She scanned over the area trying to see if anyone else was around. Her eyes shone as if there was a light behind them. It was like watching the moon behind clouds, pushing light up through the colors of her eyes, but the eyes themselves didn't truly glow. It was almost like a animal caught in the headlights. She was to him almost instantly. Sure, it would been a bit spooky; like someone behind right behind you when you turned around. "You alright?" A jagged breath drew inward as she stole a glance over her shoulder. Her hackles rose and all this gave a whole new meaning to being on your toes.

Garen was making sure that everything in the back was fine. He didn’t count that an earthquake or whatever is going to happen and separate the party into two groups. As the cave started to collapse. He placed his hand on the wall feeling it shaking. Looking around confused about what to do. In this situation he will just run towards the exit. But this time he wasn’t alone. Though the idea is dying for one of them wasn’t in his mind. He wanted just to make sure that everyone was ok. Turning around looking at the entrance taking deep breath then looking behind him hesitating whether to run out of this cave and let the others meet their fate. On the second thought. He shook his head looking back at the group as he decided to stay and try to help.

It was wrong decision for him anyway as the next thing he felt was a rock falling on his naked back forcing him to fall on his floor with his back bleeding from the scratches caused by that rock. While on the floor with his cheek against the rocky ground he was looking towards the party as he saw the rocks were falling. He couldn't see who was on his side but he was able to see Nate and Lillian suffering from the rocks falling. Then it started to narrow not because Garen was closing his eyes.But as the rocks started to make a wall between them. Slowly he closed his eyes waiting for the collapsing of the cave to stop. Just a moments and he opened his eyes hearing the small rocks rolling down and hitting his cheek. It was dark and he couldn’t see anything around him.

He sighed as his eyes turned into red using 'Mordekaiser' eyes to see whats around. What a mess, that’s what he thought when he started standing up hardly feeling the pain from his back wounds. He stood up and started dusting his pants and his topless body looking around using his eyes. He was tired and his vision wasn’t clear yet. He was trying to know whether he was alone on this side or there were other survivors around. Till he heard a familiar voice calling out.He sighed as he looked towards the voice direction smiling and saying in low tired voice "Well..Why am I that lucky to be stuck with you Riley?" Then he heard another voice.He didn’t recognize it but he was sure that it was Sarin. As he didn’t know her voice yet.He looked towards her direction "You okay?" He walked towards them grabbing his sword waiting to see if they are ok or not.

Some more coughing and sputtering came past the man's lips as he heard Sarin from behind him... almost causing him to jump from the heightened tension. Nevertheless, his body relaxed... aching too heavily from all the pelting his body took when he scrambled for cover. "Yeah... I am fine Sarin. Just some shit got in my eyes is all." His eyes were still 'crying' from the amount of pain that developed over his vision, but after a few more blinks his own tears washed away all of the debris. If Sarin looked thirsty, he would hand her the bottle of water and motion for her to only take a sip before he would replace it back into his pack. Once the water bottle was put away, he reached into a side pouch and pulled out a small packet of alcoholic wipes and began to clean off the scrapes on his arms and neck. It burned like a bitch, but he kept shallow breaths as he hid the pain behind the squinting of his eyes and the dishevalment of his body. Normally, his body would be alright without him having to worry about dressing wounds... but a moment's reprieve meant he had a few seconds to clean himself up.

While the remainder of his bloody arms and forehead was taken care of, he noticed Garen approaching around the corner with a few kicks of his own. "Well seems like that thick head of yours kept yourself from getting crumpled. Did you happen to see anyone else?" Storing the bloodied wipe into his lower pocket on his pants, he would then pull out a big piece of bandage and slap it over his arm. He could still feel the wound from his forehead oozing, and he was lightheaded from standing up, so he would just apply pressure with a cloth he produced from another side pouch to cut down on the excess bleeding. "Yall two seriously injured?" For Riley, he was possibly the only normal human there that would need medical treatment for such superficial wounds. He knew Sarin could recover from many of her scrapes of burns. Garen, on the other hand, he had no idea about. He could only guesstimate that it was possible within that boy's reach, considering the power he saw several months ago.

Putting up the cloth that was slightly caked with blood into the 'trash' pocket, he produced a suture and a mirror, one in each hand, and using the mirror he applied a few strong pieces of suture-tape to hold the cut closed for the time being. It wouldn't need stitches as long as he was careful. He did not ask for help in these matters, no request it, even if his fingers shook lightly from the adrenaline rush of the aftermath. These wounds were nothing, but if they were going to be stuck in this cave in for a while he didn't want to get an infection over a silly piece of falling rock.

Patting himself down, he ignored the cuts completely on his lower left arm. Although there were cuts in the skin, they were not bleeding and his arm was functioning normally. He was thankful for that, at least. "Seems like we are in some clusterfuck now..." Walking around Sarin for a moment, he would take a second to survey the surroundings for the first time. They were in a cave in, where many pieces of rock had slid themselves to form a jagged crumple sea of stone. It would be very hard to get across without crawling on their knees and hands to get to the other side... the only other opening in this place. For some reason, they were able to see due to some of the glowing mushrooms being knocked loose from the slide. He had no idea if they were magical or radioactive, but for now all he could assume that they were not to be eaten. Being the only person there without night vision, he had to click on his own flashlight and begin scouring the area a bit more for a possible exit. Over the jagged sea was a hole where someone could walk through if they ducked their head. IT would seem that their fall had knocked loose a hole in the wall for them to walk forth.

"Any of yall saw where the others are?" He saw a rock splitting the path between him and the leader, but that didn't mean a few didn't get squished from the rockslide. He didn't see any blood other than his own, at least from what he could see, so it was upto them to figure out where their next move was.

The occasional trickle of pebbles from the rock ceiling overhead rained down upon the trio, spraying them with soil and stone grit that clung to their hair and clothes. After the three had reunited and accessed their injuries, it was time for them to examine their surroundings. While Riley’s first glance did reveal that there was a cleft in the far wall large enough for each of them to squeeze through, so long as they did so one at a time, upon further inspection, he and any of the others, would note that accessing the hole would be neigh impossible.

A chasm yawned before them, still swallowing up rocks as they shifted in their precarious cradles of stalagmites. Only a narrow ledge remained in front of the tunnel, and it would require leaping two yards to reach it. The grinding of stone scraping across stone echoed up from the hole as the rocks settled below at the fissure’s bottom. If Riley waited long enough, the dust would disperse enough for them to see the bottom of the rift some thirty yards down. Outcroppings of rock and piles left by the rockslide concealed much of the abyss.

If the companions explored further, they would find that there was no bridge across the gap, nor any area where the two ridges reached close enough to safely cross. Unless they could concoct a way to safely span the chasm or risk jumping it, there was only one direction left to them: down. From there, they could re-access their route. The new vantage might reveal another passage or they might have to climb back up the other side to reach the tunnel that Riley had already discovered.

Garen laughed shaking his head looking at Riley as he tilted his head slightly to the right with his hand on his neck massaging it. He looked towards Sarin then back at Riley shaking his head slightly before moving towards the pile of rocks trying to see through them saying in calm low voice"Yea..My Head is hard enough..Its good that I am still in one piece" Looking back towards Riley with his hand on the rock shaking his head again"I saw lady Lillian..They are on the other side..I guess they will be safe since you said that you said that Nate is strong and can be trusted"He looked around lifting his eyes to look at the ceiling trying to figure out the situation they are in.

Folding his arms on his chest licking his lips slightly hearing the small rocks still moving down the wall before looking back at Riley seeing him exploring the place too"I guess we need to move. This place is dangerous now and I think I need to find someone to help me to heal those wounds" He pointed on his back as there were long scratches bleeding. He sighed shaking his head as he knew that this blood might provoke animals and lead them to the group. But there was no other way his bag was left on the other side with the three of them. Garen looked around to find his sword under the pile of the rocks. He shook his head knowing that’s bad. He cant leave this sword as it is his source of power.

Moving his hands around the sword handle pulling it slowly not wanting to give strong force on it so that he doesn’t make the cave fall apart. When he failed he placed his hands on his waist looking back at both of them "I guess we have little problem here…I cant leave without my sword..Also my bag isn’t here..It seems that its on the other side with them." He moved to look at them taking deep breath"Its dangerous here..You go on and I will find a way to get the sword and follow you.Just leave marks or something along the way"He smiled looking away as for the first time he cared that he doesn’t get lost. He cant afford getting lost in this place with no hope to find a nurse or someone to take care of his wounds. Right now he focused on how getting the sword out of this rock pile.