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You turn to face the guard, "Have you guys informed the higher ups about this?" You ask. They shake their head no.
"We came here right after your friends gathered their equipment." One admits. "Didn't want to waste time if it meant finding the boy."
"Renshu can you go inform the others of what's going on. I don't want another rescue group coming here but they should know we've found a lead. The rest of us will go in deeper and hopefully we can find him." You say. Renshu nods and hands over his jar of liquid light to a guard who takes it very gingerly. He turns and heads back into the light of the outside before leaping down the ledge to the grassy field bellow. You turn back to face the darkness and begin your journey into the cave. The path slowly begins to incline below you, forcing you to place your weight on your toes as you descend, the sounds of armor clinking and the contents of Ming's back jiggling being the only sounds that keep you company. The light is surprisingly effective and despite Ming's description of the magic, you still expect it to burn your eyes or feel warmth. You hold it out and it seems to direct itself further out into the cave though you're not sure if it's the ritual's magic being compelled by your will or your mind playing tricks on you.
You once again find yourself contemplating on how alien your surroundings and how your mind struggles to comprehend just how dark, absolute darkness is. Even with your light's powerful illumination, you can see it end and come to a stop against a wall of pure black. No matter how much you strain your senses, they simply cannot peirce that veil. Soon enough, you stop yourself from trying as you feel yourself go deaf from the oppressive nature of it tricking your mind. "How far could have he gone?" Ming asks, almost afraid of breaking the silence.
"Who knows." You say as you look around fuitily. "Hopefully not far but it's hard to tell distance with how dark it is here. There's no real way to see how far you've gone here."
"The deeper we go the harder it'll be to find him if he doesn't have anything to track him with." Xin Lan says looking around. "It's not very dusty here and we can't even be sure he followed the more worn paths. If he was running in the dark, he could have turned off the main roads."
"Can you hear anything?" Ming asks.
"Not at the moment. Things are still mixing with the sounds of the city but that's assuming the kid's still alive to even make a sound." They respond.
"Don't say that. He still might be ok." Ming says.
