This is a steaming underworld: Where are the writhings? Where the cries? We came down from our overworld To see them writhe, to hear their cries.

So what is the game plan? We need to get everyone out of this alive, and I am clueless.

I have learned during my long life the great lesson that where there is a will there is a way. Armed bands have failed against these people. I came here hoping to find the way because I already had the will. Perhaps I did find it when fate threw me in with you.

Be careful not to wrinkle your dress before we arrive.