Translations:Codex: Dragon’s Hoard/37/en

“Holy shit,” Lusina breathed, flying back onto the semi-circle of rock. Her breasts bounced as her boots touched down, and her insectile feels fluttered as hot wind blew them about. She warily peered into the dark passage, and saw that it led down into the mountain, through a tunnel so perfectly rounded and smooth that it could be nothing but the work of gifted hands and strong tools.