"Sunlight? Uuuuuh..." Shortfang wasn't really sure how to produce sunlight until he looked up. There was a small sewer grate up there, however it was at least fifty feet towards the ceiling and frankly not large enough to cause any meaningful amount of light to come through. "Light up there? Maybe we attack it?" There were precious few minutes left. Every second was going to count. Pylia gritted her teeth and aimed her club towards the ceiling. "Let's do some damage to it! Maybe if we destroy enough of it, it'll draw in more light." Pylia called for sacred fire to strike at the stonework, doing some damage to it and causing dust to fall from the ceiling. Shortfang aimed his crossbow towards the ceiling, but instead of an arrow, magical bolts fired from his crossbow and into the ceiling as well, taking out more notable chunks. Buddy took out one of the javelins and tried to throw it towards the ceiling, however it was just a bit too far and lost momentum, clattering onto the ground in front of you.