We rest for a short time, not long enough, really. But we're all too wound up after making it across the chasm finally to sit still for long. Even Vosh, as weary as he seems, is up and peering into the tunnel now visible to all of us at the top of the sharply rising path that leads from the head of the bridge.

Light flickers from the dimness, torches in the distance, more than likely. And guards.

I feel like I've switched modes, from explorer to fighter yet again and ...