It took some doing, but Blake finally got Humbot's leg unpinned.
"What do we do now?" Blake asked, wiping the sweat from his brow.
"My sensors indicate that there is a cave of some sort to our west. The ground there seems smoothed, as though it were a man-made path."
"Shouldn't we stay put?"
"No, Blake. By the time someone got here from Sharpin, you would have starved to death. We will take the man-made path and see if we can find aid."
Blake considered this for a moment. "Lead on. You've got the lights."
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