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Anolani stared. She tried keeping the light on as long as she could, but that didn't work out since NO ONE DID ANYTHING. To say that she was pissed was putting it lightly. And STILL no one did anything. "You all owe me a drink after this s**t is over with."

She pulled out a two bottles and mixed the liquid quickly. Suddenly there was a stream of fluorescent light. The stream separated into several spheres and lit the area that Victor pointed. "See now, why can't you just teleport us through your shadows? Wouldn't that be simpler?" Instead, she waited for someone to contribute and blow up the wall...if no one did it soon, she'd just do it herself and kill the Queen herself (and then throttle the group).

"Wasteful," Johnstone countered. "Look, sorry, here we go," he added, gathering mana for a proper Vanilla-magic detonation. Right there, hmm? And if that wasn't good enough, a fierce application of BULL would probably do the job. If not... there were other demons at his beck and call. He hadn't called upon any of them recently, but they were still probably willing to deal, and there had to be some dirt-diggers he could call upon.

"We have some options," he said. "I can try to brute-force, or I could try and see if I have a summon I could drag here. Something digger-ish. I'm sure there's something... I don't have a list with me or anything, but I could just try some names," he offered. Losing track of your demons was kind of a stupid thing to do, but he had settled into THE BULL so thoroughly after the rest had been deemed dissatisfactory. Whatever, they liked to make fun of him anyway. No problem. Things were the way they were.

"In that case, fire in the hole!" Johnstone declared, focusing mana into the detonation and setting it off. He measured his mana expenditure, attempting to ensure it was enough and a little more to blast it open, but not an excessive use of mana. Mana, after all, was a precious resource down here.

"Well, comrades, into the breach!" Victor said gleefully, darting into the new passage. His magical senses were extended in every direction and his shadow spikes struck down any enemy that came within range of his web.

Scanning through the network leading to the Queen, Victor began to lead them in the right direction until something happened.

"Whoops," Johnstone murmured under his breath, examining his handiwork. That was... a bit more... flashy than he'd been going for. At least the Hivelings weren't so terribly dangerous. Ignoring the terrible tense change his overwrought explosions, Johnstone moved through the breach, transferring between elemental-powered hops and a light jog for rapid movement. "We should do a quick head-count so we know exactly what kind of resources we have before we move on," Johnstone suggested. In an ordinary military, or so the history books said, this would be done to determine whether or not to advance. With the Cabal, it was almost pointless, but they might as well know what their resources were before they started really delving into the core of this hive.

"Teleporting and precision strikes," Victor said breathlessly.

After they all listed their abilities and decided that proceeding on was advisable, they began to hike through the tunnels. They didn't encounter heavy resistance that caused them much trouble, though there were several scuffles with bugs in the darkness.

Eventually, they made their way towards the bottom center of the nest, where Victor informed them laid the Queen's nest. Soon they would be close enough to proceed inside.

"Uhhh..."

Victor was having a hard time even facing the wave of enemy warriors, as their magical presence was like a spotlight down here in the dark tunnels. Turning his face away, his gaze fell on the chamber ahead, their objective.

"I don't know about you guys," he said, jogging towards it, "but the only way to get out of here is to finish our mission, and if we take out the Queen we should be okay, right?"