[i]The clattering of swords clashing together would ring throughout the air as Mion ran from the scene, as she would have to maneuver throughout the worsening combat. Wings of something massive would traverse through the skies above, as Trayvens and the warriors of sand alike would continue fighting.[/i] [i]Then, Mion felt a cracking.[/i] [i]The ground beneath her had begun to literally split open, sand retreating into it's gaping maw: the drop didn't seem too far down, though, and she would see the faint glimpse of a tunnel - the group that she was heading to was nowhere in sight, either they had no horn blower or.. worse.[/i]