Graham's expression was grim. "We need to find another way out. But the tunnel is collapsing fast. We don't have much time."

We continued to search for an exit, the passage becoming increasingly unstable. The sound of the Red Wolves' growls was growing louder, and the ground beneath us trembled with each passing moment.

Just as we were about to give up hope, I spotted a small opening in the wall, partially hidden by debris. It was barely large enough to crawl through, but it was our only chance.

"Over here!" I shouted, pointing to the opening.

Graham nodded, and we both squeezed through the tight space, our bodies scraping...