A mouth opened within the Giant Ooze’s body. It spat out a green, jelly like substance. Ayla used Shimmering Shield to protect us from it. When the green jelly landed on the ground, it burned and sizzled, then exploded.
“It’s got a crazy powerful AOE attack,” Maria said. “Everyone, please be careful.”
We hit it with all the ranged attacks that we could, but the shadows that bled off its form were too small. Still, this slower strategy was better than a quicker strategy that endangered us.
After about ten minutes of simply using ranged attacks, the creature roared with intense anger.
“Second form is coming,” I said. “Everyone, stay back!”
The entire Giant Ooze exploded. From its gelatinous carcass emerged a kraken with the wings of a bat.
It flapped its wings, sending shockwaves at us through the air. These shockwaves had a slowing effect. It was as if the air had turned into molasses.
It spread its wings, then swooped toward us.
I was hoping Ayla would use Shimmering Shield, but her mana must’ve been too low. The wings of the flying kraken hit Ayla and Sherry. They cried out in pain, but their gear must’ve saved them from taking too much damage.
Maria and Tara healed them up.
“Use Augmenting Rain,” I told them.
“I’ll use mine first,” Maria said.
Her life-giving rain doused us. It was the most wonderful, tingly feeling. My veins burned with such vitality.
Tentacles shot out of the kraken’s back. They snapped toward Maria and Tara. With her mana regenerated, Ayla used Shimmering Shield, blocking the attack.
The rest of us continued to use our ranged abilities. But it was barely tickling the creature. The shadows were hardly perceptible.
The flying kraken’s eyes lit up. The ground itself began to shake. Pillars of fire erupted between us. One almost burned Esme.
This fight was not going well. I couldn’t just stand back here and do piddling damage. I had to engage with my melee weapons.
I went into Ice Golem form. Esme didn’t need the mana, in any case, since this beast was immune to ice. I used it to surge toward the flying kraken. It hit me with its tentacles, but they simply rebounded off my hardened skin.
Once I was near enough, I leaped in the air and hit it with my wind hammer. I bashed it as many times as I could. The shadows were big and thick.
Then it roared. The roar was so powerful, it sent me flying back, slowing my limbs. I cursed because I’d been in the perfect position to use my Time Crown. I’d just waited a second too long.
The kraken spread its wings, then readied itself for another swoop attack.
Suddenly, the tether between Filia and I appeared. It glowed the color of the morning sun.
A portal opened in the air, the edges of it spinning and shimmering. From within the portal emerged a giant creature that walked on two legs, yet was covered in scales. Its face resembled that of a frog.
“Dagon,” Filia said, as if calling to the creature. “Destroy that monster!”
Dagon lunged forward and grabbed the flying kraken. He clutched two of its tentacles, then ripped them off. The flying kraken cried out in agony as shadows erupted from its wounds. The kraken tried to wrap its remaining tentacles around Dagon, but it did not seem to phase the Deep One that Filia had summoned.
Dagon opened its fanged mouth and bit the kraken in the face. That caused the kraken’s entire face to turn into shadow, and tentacles to burst out of its neck stump. Dagon’s eyes turned red. Lasers shot out of them, burning the kraken.
The evil tentacle creature exploded with a torrent of shadows.
Dagon roared in satisfaction. It turned and gazed upon us.
“Go home, Dagon!” Filia called. “Your work is done.”
The giant Deep One marched back into its portal and vanished.
Filia dropped onto her knees. I ran to her.
“You all right?” I asked.
“Out of mana,” she said, her breathing shallow.
I made a fast travel point. “You and Esme should go home.”
“What about the rest of you?” Filia asked.
“We’ll be coming, shortly. I just want to see what’s beyond here.”
Filia nodded. She and Esme used the fast travel point to return to Whispering Waters.
“That was some fight,” I said to the girls. They all looked quite shaken. Everyone was sweating despite the cold. “I’m proud of how all of you fought.”
We continued onward down the tunnel. It fed into some sort of tower. We could see the higher floors from the inside, though could not see how to climb up. I tried using the flying carpet, but whatever enchantment helped it to fly did not work, here.
The first floor of the tower had several chambers. We explored them while dispatching a few trash mobs.
While we were exploring a room full of strange, glowing crystals, Tara tugged on my shirt.
“Remy! I saw someone!” she said.
“Where?”
She pointed to a giant crystal. I noticed a shadow behind it in the shape of a person.
I conjured my flame spear and approached. A woman stepped out from behind the crystal.
She was a gorgeous, buxom blond whom I recognized.
“Olana,” I said. “I’m so glad we found you.”
She seemed to be somewhat afraid, the way she bit her lip and trembled.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“We’re here to rescue you and the other curseborn.”
“Really?”
“I’m the king now, Olana.” I put my hand on my heart. “I can’t let my citizens be hurt. Tell me, what happened to all of you?”
“I’m the only one who managed to escape.” Tears shimmered in her eyes. “They’re looking for me, I’m sure.”
I made a fast travel point in the space between us. “Let’s go back to Whispering Waters. We’ll talk there.”
“Whispering…what?”
“It’s where we live,” I said. “It’s safe, Olana. You can trust me. I promise no harm will come to you.”
That sounded like something someone untrustworthy would say, but I tried to be as sincere as I could.
“Olana.” Tara stepped forward. “Remy is a good man, believe me. He helped Maria and me so much. He can help you, too.”
Olana nodded. “All right. I suppose I have no choice, in any case.”
We all fast traveled back to Whispering Waters.
Olana could barely walk. She must’ve been on the run for who-knows how long. We let her sleep in Tara and Maria’s house.
The girls were all tired, too. We each decided to get some rest. It had been a long and grueling dungeon dive.
Ruby wasn’t tired, though. She came over to my house to give me a massage. During the massage, I fell asleep. I dreamed about that strange dungeon floating in the stars, and the gods who had fought each other there.
When I woke up, Ruby was asleep next to me. I was feeling restless and couldn’t go back to sleep, so I decided to take a walk. I left the shield barrier and walked through the swampy area of the 1st floor of the Underground Forest. I revisited the old village I’d explored with Maria and Tara. The few monsters I sighted didn’t bother me.
I sat on the roof of an old, decrepit stone house. I stared up at the underground stars.
If only I could go back to the Vaulted Ceiling and find those curseborn who’d been taken. But at the very least, we’d managed to help Olana. She was safe, now, and no harm would ever come to her. I wouldn’t allow Adam to take her back, ever.
I returned to town. I went to Tara and Maria’s house and looked through their window. The two girls were asleep on their living room floor. The door to their bedroom was open, and Olana was sitting up in their bed.
She noticed me. Damn, I must’ve seemed like some sort of creeper. Still, I waved to her.
She came outside.
“Did you get a good rest?” I asked.
Olana nodded. She had such creamy skin, and her blond hair was gorgeous and long.
“I did,” she said.
She didn’t seem very talkative. But Tara had seemed that way when I first met her. Now, you couldn’t pay Tara to shut up. Perhaps Olana would grow more comfortable around us, with time.
“You’re welcome to stay here, Olana,” I said. “Only people I permit can ever set foot in this town. No one will harm you, here.”
“Thank you. It just… it sounds too good to be true.”
“Things have changed. Like I said, I’m the king. On the island, curseborn are no longer subjugated.”
“I see.”
I didn’t want to ask her about the Vaulted Ceiling and the cult, yet. I wanted her to trust me, first. But perhaps I didn’t have the luxury of waiting around to ask the important questions.
“Come to my house,” I said. “We’ll talk more there.”
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A mouth opened within the Giant Ooze’s body. It spat out a green, jelly like substance. Ayla used Shimmering Shield to protect us from it. When the green jelly landed on the ground, it burned and sizzled, then exploded.
“It’s got a crazy powerful AOE attack,” Maria said. “Everyone, please be careful.”
We hit it with all the ranged attacks that we could, but the shadows that bled off its form were too small. Still, this slower strategy was better than a quicker strategy that endangered us.
After about ten minutes of simply using ranged attacks, the creature roared with intense anger.
“Second form is coming,” I said. “Everyone, stay back!”
The entire Giant Ooze exploded. From its gelatinous carcass emerged a kraken with the wings of a bat.
It flapped its wings, sending shockwaves at us through the air. These shockwaves had a slowing effect. It was as if the air had turned into molasses.
It spread its wings, then swooped toward us.
I was hoping Ayla would use Shimmering Shield, but her mana must’ve been too low. The wings of the flying kraken hit Ayla and Sherry. They cried out in pain, but their gear must’ve saved them from taking too much damage.
Maria and Tara healed them up.
“Use Augmenting Rain,” I told them.
“I’ll use mine first,” Maria said.
Her life-giving rain doused us. It was the most wonderful, tingly feeling. My veins burned with such vitality.
Tentacles shot out of the kraken’s back. They snapped toward Maria and Tara. With her mana regenerated, Ayla used Shimmering Shield, blocking the attack.
The rest of us continued to use our ranged abilities. But it was barely tickling the creature. The shadows were hardly perceptible.
The flying kraken’s eyes lit up. The ground itself began to shake. Pillars of fire erupted between us. One almost burned Esme.
This fight was not going well. I couldn’t just stand back here and do piddling damage. I had to engage with my melee weapons.
I went into Ice Golem form. Esme didn’t need the mana, in any case, since this beast was immune to ice. I used it to surge toward the flying kraken. It hit me with its tentacles, but they simply rebounded off my hardened skin.
Once I was near enough, I leaped in the air and hit it with my wind hammer. I bashed it as many times as I could. The shadows were big and thick.
Then it roared. The roar was so powerful, it sent me flying back, slowing my limbs. I cursed because I’d been in the perfect position to use my Time Crown. I’d just waited a second too long.
The kraken spread its wings, then readied itself for another swoop attack.
Suddenly, the tether between Filia and I appeared. It glowed the color of the morning sun.
A portal opened in the air, the edges of it spinning and shimmering. From within the portal emerged a giant creature that walked on two legs, yet was covered in scales. Its face resembled that of a frog.
“Dagon,” Filia said, as if calling to the creature. “Destroy that monster!”
Dagon lunged forward and grabbed the flying kraken. He clutched two of its tentacles, then ripped them off. The flying kraken cried out in agony as shadows erupted from its wounds. The kraken tried to wrap its remaining tentacles around Dagon, but it did not seem to phase the Deep One that Filia had summoned.
Dagon opened its fanged mouth and bit the kraken in the face. That caused the kraken’s entire face to turn into shadow, and tentacles to burst out of its neck stump. Dagon’s eyes turned red. Lasers shot out of them, burning the kraken.
The evil tentacle creature exploded with a torrent of shadows.
Dagon roared in satisfaction. It turned and gazed upon us.
“Go home, Dagon!” Filia called. “Your work is done.”
The giant Deep One marched back into its portal and vanished.
Filia dropped onto her knees. I ran to her.
“You all right?” I asked.
“Out of mana,” she said, her breathing shallow.
I made a fast travel point. “You and Esme should go home.”
“What about the rest of you?” Filia asked.
“We’ll be coming, shortly. I just want to see what’s beyond here.”
Filia nodded. She and Esme used the fast travel point to return to Whispering Waters.
“That was some fight,” I said to the girls. They all looked quite shaken. Everyone was sweating despite the cold. “I’m proud of how all of you fought.”
We continued onward down the tunnel. It fed into some sort of tower. We could see the higher floors from the inside, though could not see how to climb up. I tried using the flying carpet, but whatever enchantment helped it to fly did not work, here.
The first floor of the tower had several chambers. We explored them while dispatching a few trash mobs.
While we were exploring a room full of strange, glowing crystals, Tara tugged on my shirt.
“Remy! I saw someone!” she said.
“Where?”
She pointed to a giant crystal. I noticed a shadow behind it in the shape of a person.
I conjured my flame spear and approached. A woman stepped out from behind the crystal.
She was a gorgeous, buxom blond whom I recognized.
“Olana,” I said. “I’m so glad we found you.”
She seemed to be somewhat afraid, the way she bit her lip and trembled.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“We’re here to rescue you and the other curseborn.”
“Really?”
“I’m the king now, Olana.” I put my hand on my heart. “I can’t let my citizens be hurt. Tell me, what happened to all of you?”
“I’m the only one who managed to escape.” Tears shimmered in her eyes. “They’re looking for me, I’m sure.”
I made a fast travel point in the space between us. “Let’s go back to Whispering Waters. We’ll talk there.”
“Whispering…what?”
“It’s where we live,” I said. “It’s safe, Olana. You can trust me. I promise no harm will come to you.”
That sounded like something someone untrustworthy would say, but I tried to be as sincere as I could.
“Olana.” Tara stepped forward. “Remy is a good man, believe me. He helped Maria and me so much. He can help you, too.”
Olana nodded. “All right. I suppose I have no choice, in any case.”
We all fast traveled back to Whispering Waters.
Olana could barely walk. She must’ve been on the run for who-knows how long. We let her sleep in Tara and Maria’s house.
The girls were all tired, too. We each decided to get some rest. It had been a long and grueling dungeon dive.
Ruby wasn’t tired, though. She came over to my house to give me a massage. During the massage, I fell asleep. I dreamed about that strange dungeon floating in the stars, and the gods who had fought each other there.
When I woke up, Ruby was asleep next to me. I was feeling restless and couldn’t go back to sleep, so I decided to take a walk. I left the shield barrier and walked through the swampy area of the 1st floor of the Underground Forest. I revisited the old village I’d explored with Maria and Tara. The few monsters I sighted didn’t bother me.
I sat on the roof of an old, decrepit stone house. I stared up at the underground stars.
If only I could go back to the Vaulted Ceiling and find those curseborn who’d been taken. But at the very least, we’d managed to help Olana. She was safe, now, and no harm would ever come to her. I wouldn’t allow Adam to take her back, ever.
I returned to town. I went to Tara and Maria’s house and looked through their window. The two girls were asleep on their living room floor. The door to their bedroom was open, and Olana was sitting up in their bed.
She noticed me. Damn, I must’ve seemed like some sort of creeper. Still, I waved to her.
She came outside.
“Did you get a good rest?” I asked.
Olana nodded. She had such creamy skin, and her blond hair was gorgeous and long.
“I did,” she said.
She didn’t seem very talkative. But Tara had seemed that way when I first met her. Now, you couldn’t pay Tara to shut up. Perhaps Olana would grow more comfortable around us, with time.
“You’re welcome to stay here, Olana,” I said. “Only people I permit can ever set foot in this town. No one will harm you, here.”
“Thank you. It just… it sounds too good to be true.”
“Things have changed. Like I said, I’m the king. On the island, curseborn are no longer subjugated.”
“I see.”
I didn’t want to ask her about the Vaulted Ceiling and the cult, yet. I wanted her to trust me, first. But perhaps I didn’t have the luxury of waiting around to ask the important questions.
“Come to my house,” I said. “We’ll talk more there.”
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