Cave-In Rubble

A jagged pile of limestone blocks and fractured stalactites crashes down from the collapsed tunnel ceiling, kicking up white dust that obscures the narrow beam of Ace’s torch. The largest pieces shift slightly with gravitational settling, their edges sharp enough to catch fabric, while finer grit clings to the damp cave floor. A single intact stalactite dangles precariously above, its tip chipped but still suspended by a thread of stone.