[Tifa, on the other hand, is properly startled by the sound of something crunching under his boots, and then the feel of something under her own. Her gasp is loud enough that it shatters through the silence, echoing through the cave. She had expected something, but not that—not stepping on the bones of long-dead creatures, no doubt... though from how torn apart they are, she can't tell what they used to be either.]
...Eustace...
[Her voice is strained, and her fingers tighten around his in reaction, and she goes completely still, as if even another, single breath will disturb this eerie quiet. That it will awaken whatever it is that clearly lives here...
And given the size of the scratches all over the walls, and the way everything is absolutely shredded apart, it's something big, and something hungry. They knew that before, but this only confirms their suspicions.
Looking around some more, she finally sees it—the crystals that line the walls and crawl all the way up to the ceiling. Fragments of it, or perhaps it's all buried under the rock—she can't tell from here, but as the light tries to spread, and Tifa adds to it with her own fire, dim as it is, it shimmers all the brighter.]
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...Eustace...
[Her voice is strained, and her fingers tighten around his in reaction, and she goes completely still, as if even another, single breath will disturb this eerie quiet. That it will awaken whatever it is that clearly lives here...
And given the size of the scratches all over the walls, and the way everything is absolutely shredded apart, it's something big, and something hungry. They knew that before, but this only confirms their suspicions.
Looking around some more, she finally sees it—the crystals that line the walls and crawl all the way up to the ceiling. Fragments of it, or perhaps it's all buried under the rock—she can't tell from here, but as the light tries to spread, and Tifa adds to it with her own fire, dim as it is, it shimmers all the brighter.]
Why...?