Inside the gigantic structure...

Dwarven Leader: "Half of us are trapped down there and we need help pulling them out!"

Three Dwarves sit in three highly raised chairs.

Dwarf 1: "We simply can't have what few warriors under our control simply go after a story as wild as this."

Dwarf 2: "Bats flying around at noon. Such a tall tale!"

Dwarf 3: "Other issues are simply more important currently. We are still having trouble getting food here due to the recent hostility in the wildlife."

The leader leaves, realizing that there is no chance he will save those people.

By the path to the mine...

Thoris: "(mumbling) I hit a vein right then and there."

Thoris finds a battle axe in decent condition.

Thoris: "(determined) The chiefs won't help us,so I'm gonna do it myself."

Thoris picks up the axe and rushes to the mine.

Inside the inn...

Lariat: "Should we go check with those Dwarves and see why they were in a panic?"

Owen and Lariat have been chilling in their room for an hour or two, so they have regained their strength.

Owen: "I mean, might as well. We don't have anything else to do."

Lariat: "Let's see what that Dwarf who went to that structure has to say."

They step outside.

Owen: "Let's go to that structure first."

After a bit of walking they find the Dwarf leaving the building.

Owen: "Hey!"

The Dwarf stops as the two walk up.

Dwarven Leader: "A Human and a Dwarf?"

Lariat: "We saw you and those other Dwarves rushing in a panic here."

Owen: "We'll hear you out."

Dwarven Leader: "Y-You will? But I doubt you two would do much good."

Owen: "(confidant) We're more than meets the eye."

Dwarven Leader: "If you say so..."

He explains about how the bats had stormed into the mine and how half of the men are trapped.

Lariat: "That's unnatural."

Owen: "Like the Flora."

Lariat: "We can handle the issue. You'll see those men out by morning."

Dwarven Leader: "Thank you!"

They begin to walk down the path when...

Dwarf 1: "Thoris is missing!"

Dwarf 2: "Elkheart?"

Dwarven Leader: "He went back alone?!"

Owen: "That Thoris Elkheart?"

Dwarven Leader: "That kid must've let his ambition get the better of him again."

Lariat: "Ambition?"

Owen and Lariat seem to sync up their thoughts.

Owen: "We've got this!"

The two hurry to the mine.

Meanwhile...

Thoris: "(in pain) My goal is within sight!"

Thoris is fending off wave after wave of bats, covering himself in cut after cut.

Thoris: "(in pain) You're looking blocking our only chance of income for my people. You're my final obstacle!"

The orb glows even brighter.