"Almadra!" Logi exclaimed, rising to his full height and popping muscles around his neck, then a full stretch.
After days of tedious work, he was finally done!
"Tunnel crafting is a rare ability, don't praise him too much, it'll get to his head," Kraven said, rising to his feet along with Isadora.
He smacked her ass, drawing a startled squeak from Isadora. She spun toward him, eyes wide, but he only winked before walking past her.
"Are you done?" Kraven asked, standing beside Logi as he eyed the nails in a perfect circle, each had a rune carved into the wrought iron.
"Forgive me for keeping you waiting," Logi replied. "You already know crafting a tunnel takes so much work to avoid mistakes."
"How far can this get us?"
Logi shrugged. "A good distance, if we're lucky, the same route as the Grim Isle."
'The Grim Isle?' Isadora thought. 'Isn't that the haven for outlaws? That must be our first stop.'
Kraven nodded. "Good enough, nail it."
