Two men watched from the other side of the cave as the young woman made her way out.

"She was dangerously close," said the first man, he was tall with dark blonde hair close cropped to his head, and dressed in straight black pants and a matching high-necked button up jacket.

"I agree," his companion replied, he was wearing the same style of clothing, though his was of a more colourful material. He had a similar haircut, almost shaved it was so short, though his was a darker colour. They stood in ankle high grass that bordered the opening on the far side from where Adria had been.

"Should we tell the others?" the fist man spoke again, raising an eyebrow as he turned his head.

"Not yet, might as well wait it out. There's no point in causing alarm for nothing. She won't be able to translate it anyways, and the villages usually take care of these things themselves, they know better." The darker haired man responded.

"Of course, you're right," his friend agreed with a nod.

They turned together and left the mouth of the cave, heading towards a shining silver city looming in the distance.