The Forsaken Crypts by Terry C Simpson

The Forsaken Crypts by Terry C Simpson

Author:Terry C Simpson [Simpson, Terry C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gamelit, LitRPG, SCIENCE FICTION, scifi, fantasy
ISBN: 9781939172242
Publisher: Golden Arm Press
Published: 2019-10-17T06:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 19

Frost spoke through clenched teeth. “Where’s Setnana holding Gilda?”

“The dungeons at Modra’s Keep,” Meritus said. “A few hours’ flight from here.”

“Does anyone else think this could be a trap? Or that Gilda might already be dead?” Saba stopped stringing her bow and looked to each of them, one brow raised, her gaze settling on Frost. “I like Gilda. Obviously not as much as you do, but tell me you aren’t going to walk into an obvious trap.”

“We don’t know that it is. And even if it is a trap, I don’t see a choice.” Frost shrugged. His conversation with Gunarr and Dagrun after the Sanctum ran through his head, conjuring images of the torture their people had suffered at Setnana’s hands.

Saba smirked. “That’s because you’re thinking with your heart and not your head.” She finished replacing the string with a few deft moves.

“More like thinking with the wrong head. That man’s pussy-whipped.” Dante made a whipping sound and motion before bursting into a laugh. When no one else joined in, and Frost shot him a scathing look, Dante smiled weakly and averted his eyes. “Sorry, bro.”

“Asshole,” Meritus grumbled.

Saba drew her bowstring to test it. “I just don’t want to end up dead, truth be told. I don’t know about you, but the idea of brain functions possibly stopping in real life scares me.”

Frost scowled at Saba. “Why do you think we’re doing this? That’s exactly what Gilda feared… what I don’t want to happen to her. But I’ll understand if you don’t come.”

“Don’t you dare insult me.” Saba glared, tail swishing with vigor. “I came to help. Hell, I flew when I hate flying. Not once, but twice. I’m just making sure you know what we’re getting into. That you’re aware Setnana’s using your feelings against you.”

“It is what it is.” Frost shrugged. “But I’d take the same risk for any of you.” He meant every word. He might not care as deeply for them as he did Gilda, but love was still love. He paused for a moment, frowning at that last thought.

“You know me, homie.” Meritus gave him a dap, fist to fist. “Just point and I’m there. Always got your back.”

“Appreciate it, dawg.” Frost smiled at his best friend.

“We came to get Gilda.” Dante’s face was serious now. “So, let’s go get her.”

“Agreed. Now, how do we proceed?” Ryne took a seat on the floor, folding his spindly legs beneath him.

Frost nodded and pulled out a chair, overwhelmed by the sudden urge to sit. “We gotta make a move before WaR returns in force. We go out now separately, get any supplies we need, and meet back here.” He jutted his chin toward Meritus. “You know anything about this keep or the area?”

“Just that it’s part of an abandoned erada mining outpost northwest of Ezaki in the Kaigake Desert.”

“Hmmm.” Frost stroked his aether ring. “Maybe the dvergar might have an idea.”

Meritus pursed his lips and nodded. “You might be right. I’ll ask around when y’all go for supplies.



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