Clash of the Titans: Flame vs. Flame

Encounters
Eyes flew open as the rumbling sound of stone grinding against stone woke the man on the ground of a tunnel. Unable to see through the thick, almost palpable sheet of darkness that seemed to never end, the man picked himself up as he let his eyes dilate like that of a cat, allowing him to see as if the sun were above him. "Much better. Where the hell am I?" his voice rumbled throughout the tunnel, becoming the only sound in it as it echoed for a distance to his left, his hearing catching a rough range. Looking around he could tell that he was in a kind of tunnel system; looking to his left he could see that it extended for quite the distance. Inhaling deeply, he caught a scent that intrigued him, he started in that direction, following his nose.

Every step he took strengthened the smell that had caught his attention, it was the only one that was out of place, for he could distinguish the smell even through the damp, musky, moldy smells of the tunnel. It just didn't belong. Finally coming upon a large, open cave filled with stalagmites and stalagmites, he stopped, looking around for the source of the scent he noticed two more tunnels; one was directly across from him and the other was off to one side of the room, blocked off and seemingly leading up. He waited, masking his magic and making himself as unnoticeable as possible.