As long as our reserves of magic keep up, yes. [ He tries to sound upbeat about it, but the fact is it's getting dark, and there's still no sign of a way off of this world. The hours of wandering have started to take their toll on Ienzo, but the caves aren't too far away. Retracing his steps, it's easy enough to find them again. ]

If we had something to burn the smoke would keep the insects away, [ he muses. ] But this world seems rather lacking in plant life. There's still magical fire if we get cold, at least.