Adir followed Jacquelyn around the twisting halls of the dungeon. Their path was illuminated only by the dim glows of candle lights that were slowly dying from neglect. So far, there was no army of apes ahead to impede the two heroes, not that it was anything that the two couldn't handle by now. The only impending danger up ahead would be any laid traps along the way that Cynder might've rigged like the deadly pendulum before. Fortunately, there were none so far, just as the two discovered a small cell carved into the wall that shivered lowly with frightened voices. Adir plucked a candle that hanged from the wall and darted past his friend to peer in through the iron bars. Within the enveloping blackness, he saw a middle-aged woman huddled with two children; one was a boy who looked to be slightly younger than Adir, and the other was a younger girl.
“Adir, it’s you!” cried the woman, her thin arms stretched out through the bars and embraced t