The dim glow of magma lit the cavern as Kalab wiped soot from his brow, pickaxe slung over his shoulder. He paused—something glimmered beneath a jagged rock.
Kalab: "Hm? What's this now?"
He knelt, brushing away debris to reveal an ancient, glowing rune carved into stone.
Kalab: grinning "Looks like I just struck more than ore..."