Acme: A Divine Dungeon Series (Artorian's Archives Book 5) by Dennis Vanderkerken & Dakota Krout

Author:Dennis Vanderkerken & Dakota Krout [Vanderkerken, Dennis & Krout, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2020-10-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Unified Zelia was a riot!

Unlike his own crude teleports, hers were smooth and seamless in comparison. Had he not traveled with her as a source, he’d have never known just how jarring, inefficient, and raw his own variant was. No wonder it was so costly; he was doing it all wrong!

Soundless, silent, and without notice they eased from slipspace with all the smoothness of skating down the strand of a web. That’s what Zelia called it. Slipspace. A much less crass term, he supposed. A very direct translation given how she teleported. Her method followed the same concepts as his, but the entire fashion in which Zelia shifted the layers she was in was a work of art. She knew the wavelengths for the least drag and resistance, and after experiencing it a few times, Artorian thought that this must be similar to the ‘layering’ S-rankers might have to deal with.

Except that rather than ‘all’ layers, portation was limited to ‘some’ layers? Even in the Soul Space, there seemed to be untapped potential. The space around Zelia folded, and she slipped into the other layer that existed either at all points simultaneously, or… some concept he could not wrap his head around. Then she folded them both back to normal space, causing them to slip out using the fraction of a moment, with minimal energy use and Mana loss. How it was so cheap to do that, he didn’t know. Having a strong bead on Zelia’s Mana reserves proved it to be true regardless. He was so, so far away from mastering this trick. A humbling event.

They visited the pagoda, and Zelia spent hours crawling around every inch of the structure. She said nothing about the ground floor, but he knew she wanted to fuss. “I’m fixing it up, but the place is too big for just me. If you have any trusted second or third spawns that are good at keeping a place tidy, they’re welcome to stay.”

<I like the third floor. It has no windows.>

Zelia’s mental response made the old man feel embarrassed. Ah. Right. He’d forgotten to add those in since he never used it. “Would you like it? It’s just going to waste.”

Artorian felt the positive inclination come before the booming ‘yes’ ever thundered in his ears. Mind. Same thing. He’d reflexively pressed his hands over his ears even though it didn’t stop the elation of the mental screech. “I’ll take that warble of excitable noise just now as a yes. Feel free to come and go as you please. Expect Jotuns to drop by the ground floor now and again. They will… probably be upset. I fabricated some story about a key that they need to get from that big crab downstairs. Really just to get rid of them. So, if you see any, refer to yourself as a caretaker and tell them you can’t help without the key. Honestly, I’m going to let them all get crabhammered and just turn what’s left into sentient items.

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