Dren and Renth grabbed a particularly large boulder together, lifting from the knees. You train every day as a Jedi. You’re stronger from the force, faster even, but you still need physical abilities to match. Running, exercising, strength and speed training, it was part of the normal Jedi routine. However, despite that, this job was taking a toll on all of the Jedi. Many of them obviously would have preferred to use the force, but they needed to keep concealed, no matter who or what they might discover inside. Of course, they were also making a lot of noise, but not much could be done about that. They dropped the large boulder onto the pile they were creating just nearby. They were about halfway through, they assumed.<br/><br/>Dren could still feel the dark side, but something new hit him. Something--familiar. Like a fleeting memory he didn’t know he had, or a sense of deja-vu. It was the force, but it wasn’t just that. He couldn’t pinpoint it. Just as quickly as that feeling came, it went.<span style="font-style: italic">Strange</span>, he thought to himself. This place held many secrets. He wondered if all the Jedi Shadows experienced similar things when they went on other missions. He tried to focus, and went for another boulder. This time he helped three of the other Jedi, who we’re trying to roll one particularly large boulder. He lifted with them and pulled it out of the way. With that last one, the few remaining pieces fell into a pile, which was easily removed.<br/><br/>The tunnel was dark, and deep. Jedi Master Lotheal ignited one of her Yellow blades, holding it in front of her for light. “We should be weary,” she told them, then looked directly at Dren. “The dark side will be strong here. It is important to keep focused, and keep concealed. Don’t be tempted by anything. If you see something strange, or feel something strange, let everyone know immediately.”<br/><br/>Dren nodded, but couldn’t help feeling a bit singled out. He was new to the group, he supposed, and didn’t want to think it was a judgement of his character. Still, that thought lingered. He was trying his best to fit into the group. However, no matter how well they might get along in the future--which is saying a lot as most Jedi Shadows kept to themselves--they also had abilities he hadn’t yet mastered. Force Cloak, for example, was one just out of Dren’s grasp. He tried almost daily to master it. He managed on a few occasions to mute his sounds, but not bend the light around him. He really wanted to master that ability, even desired it. Yet Jedi aren’t supposed to desire.<br/><br/>He followed the group into the tunnel, carefully. He ignited his lightsaber, one blade only, as did the others. They all had double sided lightsabers, as was the way of the Jedi Shadows. Dren originally had a single sided, but searched for a second identical green crystal when he was accepted into the group. The second time he went to the crystal caves, it was far more daunting than the first time as a young padawan. He saw<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>there--a mirage. It was the force testing his mind and his endurance. He tried to not think about it, but it seemed like she was always there. Why was he thinking of her so much suddenly? He didn’t understand it. Perhaps the danger that they might face, whatever it was, had him on edge, and his thoughts naturally went to her--like they often do.<br/><br/>The ceiling of the tunnels were lined with ancient carvings, which must have taken millennia to produce. Some of them even glowed a light red, even hot pink in a few places. It was scattered, and strange. “Be weary,” Jenth told them with a low voice, trying to be quiet. “There may be someone here, if this light is any indication.”<br/><br/>Jedi Knight Asha spoke with her soft, naturally quiet voice. “Perhaps it is the force that powers this glow. We’ve seen this before at other temples. I feel it very strong here.”<br/><br/>Jedi Master Lotheal sighed. “Still, we should be weary. If there is someone here, we need to be careful. The Sith are extinct, but maybe some Treasure Hunters found a way in through another entrance.”<br/><br/>They all nodded in agreeance as they walked through. Dren could feel the cold from the tunnel hit his skin, giving him goosebumps. He thought he had heard something as well, like a million ancient sith voices speaking to him. He turned, but there was nothing there. The Tunnel was long, and very deep. There was no indication of how far it would go. Still, that cold water dripping down his back was evident, and ice ran through his veins. He turned again, and felt a low rumble. The mist, it seemed, had formed at the entrance. Thick and almost alive. Everything shook, and he saw near the entrance, ruble beginning the fall. He turned to his comrades, they all looked around, on edge. He knew this wasn’t his mind playing tricks on him. So he said the only thing he needed to say. “Run!”<br/><br/>They turned and ran as fast as they could. The tunnel began to collapse behind them like a cascade following them. A large piece of tunnel fell in front of them, just missing the group. Dren jumped over the boulder. A rock fell and hit him on the head. It hurt, but he was alright, and just kept running. They weaved, and jumped, and slid underneath, making sure to avoid every piece. They no longer concealed their signatures, and made sure to use the force to anticipate the falling rocks.<br/><br/>They reached the end, a fork that broke off into two other tunnels, and dove away from the remaining debris. The cave-in stopped, and the Jedi stopped running. Some of them were coughing from the debris, and some trying to catch their breath. Whatever concentration they had on trying to conceal their force signature was gone, especially for Dren. He felt the force flow into him like a sudden rush of energy, giving him strength.<br/><br/>“Is everyone alright?” Lotheal asked. They all nodded.