The formation was holding, at least for the moment. As the battle raged on Evelyn began to realize something. The sheer number of Kest surging through the tunnels for this amount of time hinted at the sheer enormity of this Hive. These were only the Scouts that they were fighting, to reach the queen and end this hive the group have to fight through practically an underground city of Kest. Even with this being the case, Evelyn knew they had no choice but to press on. If this Hive became subservient to Sar'than, chaos would spread across eastern Miras. As Evelyn fought on, using her electromancy to stun the Kest long enough for her fellow warriors to cut them down, she noticed a strange pattern to their movements. Some scouts traveled along the ceiling, headed towards specific points along the tunnel walls. As she continued to repel the insectoid abominations she noticed that those special scouts were digging at support pillars in the tunnel. If those pillars were to fall, the tunnel would collapse on top of everyone. Evelyn focused her electromancy at those key points in the hopes of deterring the Kest from moving to complete their mission. Unfortunately she could not hold them all back and after some time the bugs managed to collapse the pillars. Instead of the ceiling collapsing, the floor to the tunnel gave way, revealing an interminable pit of darkness through which they all fell. Evelyn prepared for what she assumed to be certain death but was relieved when she realized this was an emergency diversion chute. As the group slid down the mucus lined tubes they were seperated along the way. 

Evelyn, Kaathe, Cythlla, Gonad, and Argus had fallen into a chamber which was horrid even for Kest standards. What made this place so terrible was not simply the appearance but what was present in that chamber. From the looks of it a laboratory had been built here, scattered about were tables and supply chests. Some tables had alchemical devices and ingredients resting atop them while others carried the remains of an abomination. Man, elf, dwarf, bodies of all the races lay strewn across the tables, their corpses mangled and melded with Kest chitin to make a hybrid of species. For a moment Evelyn dared not approach for fear of awakening these poor souls, but upon realizing the greater threat should they remain idle she quickly spoke up. [color=fff79a]"Search the room. Before we destroy this we need to make sure it can't be repeated"[/color], she ordered as she walked past the numerous operating tables. One table in particular had a notebook resting beside jars of human and Kest flesh. Another notebook lay beside an alchemy set and yet another by a corpse built better than the rest.

As for Ruinil, Karl, Bartuc, Landeel, and Henry, they ended up in a pit similar to the other in the sense that it too was used for experimentation. However, instead of creating hybrids, this lab seemed to focus on necromancy or possibly blood magic. Dead Kest warriors and scouts hung from chains along the walls of laid out atop ritual circles. Some looked strange, clad in dark armor styled to imitate The Dead God in some way. Like the other room, notebooks lay scattered across it's space. One by a ritual circle, another by a dead Kest warrior, and another by a small library containing books on necromancy and it's various branches. 

As for Marcus and Glodin, the two met a similar fate as surprisingly another hole opened up at the mouth of the cave which they stood at. Just like the others they fell into a tunnel lined with slime and sludge only to end up in a room which looked to be a dungeon. There were a number of dead bodies within the cells but if the two templars listened carefully a low moan and whimper could be heard from amongst the corpses.