Elric took the map and rolled up tightly before safeguarding it into his pouch.<br/><br/><div style="margin-left: 40px">“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(41, 105, 176)">Okay, how about this: We start by the city and depending how things go, we continue or take the first tunnel to the surface?.</span>” - Elric clapped his hands in an attempt to pump energy into his peers, not his strong suit - “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(41, 105, 176)">Let's find our supplies. I’m gonna check the basement and would appreciate some company.</span>”​</div><br/>He flashed a big smile to the group.<br/><br/><div style="margin-left: 40px">“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(41, 105, 176)">I want to start moving before the sun gets too high.</span>”​</div><br/>The enchanter gave the group a moment before going back inside towards the door leading to the basement. On his way, he grabbed one dagger from the attackers he previously laid down on a table. He brought his hand open, palm spread towards the weapon, closed his eyes, defined a purpose and visualized the magic circle that manifested itself in between his palm and the blade. Then, with all he learned, he “pushed” his mana through the circle and into the metal.<br/>What felt like a minute, Elric stood still tuning the enchantment. Calmly opened his eyes, somehow enchanting something soothed his heart and thoughts, almost kinda like a meditation process, opened the door and unsheathed the dagger, revealing a glowing blade that irradiated a bright orange color what made it look like it was scorching hot, but it wasn't.<br/><br/>Slowly and carefully with the blade illuminating the way, Elric creeped down stairs. The aged wood creaked under him as he took step by step. He wasn't afraid per se, but the battle had put him on edge. He decided to check the whole basement before actively starting searching for the supplies. one surprise was enough for the day.<br/><br/>The basement wasn't completely dark, with some small windows on the ground level shining some morning light into the room. The ominous light from the blade didn't make the room more receptive, giving it a truly dungeon-like ambience. The shadows from the shelves and wares would scurry away, forming strange patterns that kept Elric alert, so much he saw himself keeping his breath under control, something he learned to keep himself calm and his heart rate slow, -<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(102, 102, 102)">save the adrenaline for when it matters, count to four, inhale, count to four, exhale</span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(102, 102, 102)">. </span>