We'll start digging, he returned silently, though he spoke aloud for Deimos's benefit. "That's the spot. We'll head up - there." Fox ears twitched as gentle tapping soon turned to the soft thud of metal on wood, and he hefted his shovel, going to work - though cautiously, pausing as often as Deimos instructed to help shore up the diagonal tunnel they were unearthing. The sounds from above served as a guide as he continued to shift the dirt, spreading it back and to the sides, making their tunnel a little smaller temporarily with the reassurance that once it was complete they could fully remove the excess earth to the garden.
For now, however, with the goal in sight the lorekeeper was more focused on making as much progress as possible while Remi indicated the coast was clear. There was no telling when they'd have such a chance again, and speed was essential to taking advantage of their plan.
Only, not so much speed that they became overconfident again and risked a collapse when they were so close he could almost taste the air above.
For now, however, with the goal in sight the lorekeeper was more focused on making as much progress as possible while Remi indicated the coast was clear. There was no telling when they'd have such a chance again, and speed was essential to taking advantage of their plan.
Only, not so much speed that they became overconfident again and risked a collapse when they were so close he could almost taste the air above.
