Hyran: Would it help to make a portal out and start over?
"The v-vampires are out r-right n-now," Serena whispered against Dexmon's neck, stuttering.
Dexmon: Negative. The vampires are out right now.
"Is there anything you remember about this tunnel?" Dexmon asked. His voice was gentle. Careful. The voice of a man who was asking a question he needed the answer to and whose needing was being delivered at a volume and a tone that would let her answer without cracking further.
"We h-have t-to t-take it to get to the n-next—" She sucked in a huge, broken breath, unable to finish.
Dexmon didn't make her say the word. He mindlinked the others with stark clarity.
Dexmon: We have to take this tunnel either way. There is no alternate path.
He lowered his voice again, all soothing warmth.
"Baby, breathe with me. In… out… In… out…"
