The Ranger and the Apprentice
Chapter 2: The Collapse
"What?!" exclaimed Drizzt. He immediately fell into himself, mind working. He finally said," Go check and see if there are any survivors." The small dwarf dipped his head and ran out of his room. Drizzt was preparing. He pulled on his cloak, put on his armor, and had his scimitars and the statuette of Guenhwyvar at his side in a matter of seconds. He checked the sheaths of his swords, Twinkle and Icingdeath, to make sure they were secured properly. You never know when you will meet something unexpected this far down in the Underdark.
He rushed to the collapsing tunnel as fast as possible. He knocked down a few dwarves in his rush to his friends' aid, but he promised himself to apologize to them later. When he finally arrived at the collapsing tunnel, half of it was already collapsed.
He switched his vision to infrared and saw a pool of warm collecting behind the rocks. He felt his blood turn to ice. He scrambled to the rocks and poked his head into the tunnel. There he saw Wulfgar, with a nasty gash on his arm, and looking dazed, but otherwise unharmed. He dragged the burly man to the safety of the Dwarves.
He entered the cave again. Seeing no one, he went farther back. There he heard gruff cursing. He recognized the voice as Bruenor's. Before he could call out, the cave gave a loud groan. All was silent for a moment until the cursing grew louder and more heated. "Bruenor! Are you alright? Is anyone with you?" Drizzt asked. He replied "Well I have me daughter and Regi-," the cave gave another loud groan, but Drizzt understood.
He lunged for his friends and called Guenhwyvar. "Lead us home." In return the cat gave him a rough lick on the hand and leapt away. The three were unharmed but all of them were dazed. With some coaxing he managed to get them to tell him what happened.
"Just looking for another rich vein," said Bruenor, "No one wanted to disturb you so we took it upon ourselves to help. Damn, blasted cave in interrupted us. Only Wulfgar was okay. Did you find him?" "Yes I did."
Guenhwyvar led them to where the tunnel ended and Mithril Hall began. The passage was even more blocked than before, with only a slight crack in the rocks. Somehow Drizzt managed to get them all out. Just as Drizzt was about to follow, another groan, louder than the ones before resounded in the tunnel. He attempted to scramble back, but the ceiling gave a mighty heave, and let its burden down on the panicking drow.
His friends gave a collective cry and tore at the rocks. By the time they were exhausted, their hands were bloody and torn. Cattie-Brie broke down crying, Regis and Bruenor sat their dumbly, and Wulfgar let out a large cry. They had barely moved any of the weight of their dead or dying friend. Cattie-Brie was the first to recover her composure. By then many dwarves had started to attempt to clear out the rubble.
That was when they found him. He was barely alive, only saved by the huge rock lying on top of him. It had diverted most of the debris farther back. It looked as if his right arm and both of his legs were broken. They dragged him out, but he was not conscious. There was no reaction from his prone body.