'I… damned… knew that this would happen!'
There was a scratching sound in the utter darkness, and then, a stream of bright scarlet flame shot out of a chemical flare. Raising it above his head, Sunny looked at the narrow cave, which was now flooded with dim, ominous red light. The darkness retreated, for now, but it seemed ready to pounce on him at any moment.
Feeling his heart beating wildly, he glanced at Saint, who still stood behind him, unfazed. Turning away, Sunny grumbled:
'Well… what did I expect… she was born in the Underworld, of all places. I bet Saint is feeling right at home in this misbegotten darkness…'
He remained motionless for a few moments, getting accustomed to the blood-red gloom that surrounded him. Then, Sunny bit his lip and took a step forward.
"Let's go. We still need to find the heart."
