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"Hello?" a voice called out.
I whipped my head toward the seaside tunnel and Galen climbed to his feet. A flickering light marched closer and closer until I could see a face some ten feet down the passage. It was Hertz. He held a lantern in his hand and peered at us.
"Is anyone in there?" he shouted.
"Yes!" Ratatoskr squeaked as he scurried over to the rocks. "We need out of here!"
"Stand back and my men will get you out," Hertz instructed us.
"And hurry! We have an injured man here!" Galen added.
There was a pause before the reply. "We'll hurry as fast as we can."
A lump developed in my throat. Soon we heard the grunts and shouts of dozens of men as they chipped and pulled away at the large stones. Hertz's voice was ever resounding down the tunnel.
"Faster! Put your b
