(Alright, see you :)
The clouds dropped them on a rocky shore. Jaoel landed on his back, narrowly missing a stalagmite. With his breath knocked out of him, he crawled onto his hands and knees and, temporarily blinded by the darkness, started feeling around him to locate where he'd landed.
"Firiko?" he called quietly.
Firiko landed roughly, face first. groaning hie carefully turned onto his side, trying to calm his heartbeat, still aware of the lingering, invisible pain in his wings.
A crash sounded, followed by a groan. Jaoel straightened. "Firiko?" he rasped.
"Yeah I'm here…" he groaned.
He shouldered past boulders. "Okay, follow my voice," he told him, aware of how ridiculous it was to ask to do so: his voice was quiet, teary and breathy. It could barely be heard.
Firiko nodded, forcing himself onto his feet, "That was #$%&ing Horrible…" he he said.
"Agreed." He managed to stand just as Firiko's shadow started breaking away from the dark. "Are you alright?"
"Sore… very very sore…" he said.
"But… mentally?" he asked, finally grabbing Firiko's arm. Found you.
"Terrified…. but I know it wasn't real, cause I can feel the Acaries link…" he said softly, turning to look at him.
"Acaries?" Jaoel asked, meeting Firiko's gaze.
"Link between twins…" he said. "I dreamed of something that had almost happened to my twin brother."
"Oh," Jaoel exhaled. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright.." said Firiko, "You did warn me.."
He nodded. "Of course, that doesn't mean it helps at all."
Consciously this time, Jaoel took Firiko's hand and led him towards a craggy opening in the rock's face.
"We have to move, before they sense the magic and trace us."
Firiko nodded, shaking off pain and following him.
(If you've got any ideas for worldbuilding or obstacles or anything, throw em out there)
They walked into the tunnel, surrounded by damp stone reflecting a non-existent green light. Jaoel looked around for the light source finding only stalagmites and rats as big as dogs scurrying around them in the darkness. Jaoel shuddered, deciding not to point them out
(My brain is totally fried for ideas… sorry)
Firiko heard them scuttling about, choosing to ignore them as they walked in uneasy silence.
(All good, we'll find something)
They walked silently for about an hour until they arrived in a circular blue chamber, carved out of the rock. "Well… That's a start." Shallow inscriptions carved into the walls covered every inch of it, unreadable to Jaoel.
Firiko studied some of the inscriptions, recognizing them. "Can you read this?" he asked the other.
Jaoel shook his head, approaching one of the walls. "And you?"
He started tracing the shapes, attempting to decipher them.
"I think I can read some of it, It's similar to the runes on my blade."
"Oh! Well, go ahead then." He stepped away from the wall, waving Firiko towards it.
Firiko nodded, leaning forward to study them.
Jaoel waited two seconds. Then, "Any luck?"
"A little… uhm… I think it's a warning of some kind."
"Against what, or who? Can you tell?"
"Working on it.."
Jaoel nodded and sat down on the ground, tracing lines in the gravel mud.
Firiko kept tracing the runes, doing his best to translate.