The first ten meters were silent as the darkness gave ground when the light from Hikari's beast was pushing it downward as they went.
The walls of the widened opening carried the marks of the bit that old transit Ren had read from above: not the marks of deliberate excavation but of many bodies passing through the same space, compressing and displacing rather than cutting or digging.
The number of mutants must have been insanely high.
The entrance to the first chamber was below them.
The presences Ren had read from the surface were clearer now. The first ones seemed weak, the kind of mutant left in the rear when the main movement had already passed through, different from the kind that came in an active incursion: they were just there without the urgency of something in motion, with the diffuse presence of something occupying the space simply because the space was available.
The first chamber was more a logistics problem than a combat problem.
