The statuette was in hand, below the depths of the land above, his emerald gem glowing brighter than usual, the statue's own gem humming and lighting up in response.

Once taken, the area began to shake and shift, soon the circular floor that surrounded the pedestal where the item once stood started to crack, break, and crumble, revealing the pit of lava below..

Ilkarin knew the statuette had value not only in a monetary sense, but also historical significance. But as he gripped it tight to his chest, he continued to make bounds and leaps to reach safety before the fiery depths would claim another foolhardy soul..

Art (C) Goat-Kid