Among rock and sand

"Fine any worm we catch" Cyrus agreed with this extortion only because he intended on killing and not catching any worms they found.

Well, he would have to argue that to the werewolf the difference of the term and why she should be more precise in her terms when they slayed one, for now she nodded.

"Ok stay here..." Cyrus said and went into the back to get ready to go to that most terrible of places... outside

She qould look arroud, curious, trying to entertain herself as he prepared for the most horrible of places

When Cyrus came out, he was ladened with talismans, amulets and charms, and was carrying both a brief case, and a massive backpack "Ok I'm ready..." He said as he walked up behind her struggling under the weight of the pack... he would never make it out there carrying that much.

"Yeah, no. Drop that. I dont want to carry you arround when you faint" Emma answered

"It's just the essentials..." Cyrus said somehow completely serious about that "Besides I have a car" he explained to the hobo werewolf

"Well, if you say so..." Emma answers, rolling her eyes

As they went along behind the shop it became clear he didn't have a car... he had a fortress, a van clad in armor plating, that is she knew anything about magic she'd know were enchanted. The inside too was more of a mobile command center with computers and technological/magical equipment all over. Cyrus casually set his backpack in the back of the van, and got into the driver's seat.

"..." emma would enter, avoiding to touch anything in case she would get cursed or stabed with silver

"What?" Cyrus asked confused as he pulled out from behind the shop "Everyone is always talking about safety features on cars it isn't that weird."

"I think you took it to the extreme" Emma replied

"No such thing... now which way are we headed?" He asked waiting for her to point the way

Emma would roll her eyes and start to lead him toward where she found said hole and the worm.

Some how, probably through magical means, the van rolled along the desert off road like a proper ATV. When they reached the hole Cyrus went around to get his briefcase out of the back seat.

"Here is it. Ready to go down?" Geera asked at him

Cyrus took out a briefcase and opened it, removing a candlestick in the style of the deacons of the deep from dark souls 3. The flame on the candle's tip sprung to life, and Cyrus nodded "Ladies first..." he said glancing at the hole.

Emma would roll her eyes and simply jump into the hole, rolling on the ground when she hits it to break the fall

"That's a long way down..." Cyrus observed after a moment hesitating about going down, since he wasn't a werewolf or anything like that

"Dont you have a rope or something?" Emma asked, looking up at him

"Something..." Cyrus said and went back to the van to get a  fold out ladder long enough for just this occasion "You think I can repel down a rope and climb back up? have you seen me?" He held out an arm and jokingly flexed his almost non existent muscles "Not exactly hercules hero of song and stories here am I?"

She rolled her eyes. Yeah, in the forest he would have died quickly by himself. She would move to the rotting corpse pf the wprm she killed, and starts to get the teeth she didnt grab the last time.

For a moment Cyrus merely watched his money draining from his bank account before his very eyes. However he soon began to walk around the worm candle held aloft as he searched for something, his expression turned to a frown as he saw the brand on the worm's side in the shape of an S surrounded by a ring.

Finally Emma approaches, what would provide for her bare nececities for the next months in her bag, before looking at that mark "that wasnt me"

"Yeah..." Cyrus said with a nod, he had a rough idea where it came from "Want the good news or the bad news first?"