You walk deeper and deeper into the caverns, listening to the constant drip of water. Your legs are beginning to get sore; you hail the pixies and ask for a rest. They comply, and fly over to perch on your shoulders.
You take in a few deep breaths of the musty, cold air. The smell of dragon floats through the corridor, a smell which you are beginning to find rather pleasant. Almost as pleasant as the creatures it accompanies. After resting for a few minutes, you feel your strength return. You stand and, once the pixies leave their spots on your shoulders, stretch and yawn gigantically. They both giggle at you.
Rikale and Kalika lead you a bit further down the corridor, and within moments stop. You look around and turn to them.
Kalika points to a cave. 'Care to enter?'