"Light the fuse! Light the blasted fuse, will 'ya!"
Behind him was ... movement. Smooth, fluid movement, always in shadow. Always in pursuit.
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The dwarven miner was running through the rugged cave, breath heaving.
"Light the fuse! Light the blasted fuse, will 'ya!"
Behind him was ... movement. Smooth, fluid movement, always in shadow. Always in pursuit.
As he reached the ladder, the hiss of the fuse greeted him from above, joining with the feral hiss at his heels. The others had reached the top of the mining shaft just in time, it seemed.
He would be too late.
Scrambling, he climbed past the white smoke of the fuse. The blast would collapse the shaft, sealing off Lowpoint Mine from the rest of their enterprise. Below him, the fears of the deep scurried closer. A pale mass of bony limbs, gaunt faces, and crude blades. Cold, thin fingers closed around his ankle, and his upward motion was halted. By cavern claws or dwarven powder, this would be the end of him.
"I'll take ya' lot with me," he said, scornful in the face of death.
As he let himself fall atop his pursuiters, the fuse hit the load. The blast tore through flesh, struts, and rock alike, collapsing the shaft into itself.
The last dwarf of Lowpoint Mine had one thought before he perished:
"We dug too deep, but now our mistake is undone."
How wrong he was.
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This flash fiction story is connected to Spectrum Saga — Sanguine I: Everblade
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