It Is Mad Mad Madagascar

The loss of equilibrium in the room hit Bliss hard, but not as hard as the ground once Bliss fell through the once stable ground. Staring up at the hole in the ceiling gave Bliss the only real light she could muster from her bottom position. "I'm going to try moving in a different way this time." Her hand pushed her up, feeling the cold earth packed beneath her. More water dripped off in the corners of the room. She began focusing on the rhythm of the fall. Each drop echoed in contrast to other sounds bouncing through the room. She began to focus on isolating each individual pool. Without light it would be troublesome, but it would at least let her know where to avoid stepping.

Water kept trickling down, but the echo bounced off two adjoining walls. "Found one." A blue light surfaced in the corner. "Weird." Another drip sank into a pool, this one hitting hard and moving deeper. Bliss turned around and began to survey for where it could be. An orange light illuminated from the other side. "At least I can-"

We have chosen you to gain our knowledge. But, you will need the other two.

"I can't even find one of them for starters and the other is fairly creepy, but apparently told you guys to shut up, so I guess-" Bliss never heard the snake come from behind her, nor did she stand a chance of fighting off the massive tail that wrapped around her.

You should listen more. And talk less.

Bliss dug her teeth into the massive hunk of muscle wrapping around her. "You should get me out of here before I see if you really do taste like chicken!"

That was twice he had fallen, first time wasn't too horrid, this time kinda hurt a tiny bit seeing as the fall was a hella lot longer then it was before. "Ow." Ashford only said, his voice echo like in the dark cave. He didn't exactly know nor see what was happening and felt that he would get utterly lost in this cave until Bliss came to the rescue by doing what Ashford felt she did best. Talking, man did she have a pair of lungs.

Following the sound of her voice best he could, Ashford began to close in, keeping quiet himself to not disrupt the balance of droplets and Bliss's voice echoing around him, that was till she started talking to someone Ashford only knew as the voice inside ones head. Seems it chose a different host after he told it off and while Ashford didn't like the idea of being called a creep, he was glad that she chose to listen to what he said earlier..

That was when a rustle came as Bliss seemed to move, talking about being let go. Not knowing what to do from the lack of sight, Ashford aimed his bandaged but glowing hand in the direction of which he last heard Bliss and fired the fire bolt. A Bolt of fire would raise of his hand and shoot forward, lighting up there dark, dark hole and slamming into the side of what looked like a really large Snake. "Holy Mystical hell." Ashford said as he stared at the large thing as the flames bounced on it and the ground, his eyes laying on Bliss who seemed to be constricted.

Running up to the tail end of the snake, Ashford would grab the Snake with his metal arm, the sharp claws at the end of his fingers digging though the scales and right into the muscle as he began to tear into the snake with his claw hand, hoping to release bliss before the snake could crush her.