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Geralt leaned against a same outcropping of rock, arms folded, tapping his finger idly against his bicep. He watched the elevator with a shrewd expression, not quite trusting the machine.

Yeomen briefly had the impression of being swallowed by a gigantic beast as they descended downward. He touched his hand to the metal of the elevator as they exited.

"Cold." He noted. It was much colder, underground.