The Living Dungeon: A LitRPG Portal Fantasy (Trickster's Song Book 2) by Tom O'Bedlam

Author:Tom O'Bedlam [O'Bedlam, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Robin flung himself against the nearest wall, trying to minimize the target he presented to the falling stones. Even so, he took several blows from small chunks of falling rock and began to bleed from several cuts and abrasions caused by the razor-sharp stones.

A stalactite slammed into the ground not two inches from where he stood and exploded into large fragments. While he’d escaped impalement, Robin was lacerated deeply by the flying stone. One fragment glanced off his forehead as it whizzed past, and stinging, salty blood began to run freely from the wound, dripping into his eyes, blinding him temporarily.

It was like his world was on fire, with the salt in his blood sizzling in his eyes. Robin blinked rapidly and hurriedly sang out a [Healing Note]. He was running low on stored energies, but if a head wound wasn’t cause to dip into his reserves, he didn’t know what was.

The fiery pain in his forehead eased, but it took several long moments of blinking before he cleared his eyes enough to see once more. Even then, his vision was blurry and indistinct in places.

The rain of stone had ceased, but it had done plenty of damage, to his party as well as to the surrounding terrain. Thick clouds of gray dust filled the air, and the floor was an uneven sea of rubble that made his ankles twinge just looking at it.

Drev was unconscious on the floor of the tunnel. He, Jhess, and Savra were, remarkably, only slightly injured. He must have conjured another shield to protect them, though clearly, there had been a cost.

Wulfram was unscathed. Either the massive man had not even been hit (unlikely) or he had peculiarities that warded him against this kind of damage somehow. Magic or extreme martial prowess or something. There were still many mysteries in this world for Robin to unriddle.

Khavren was standing next to the porter. The knight was battered almost as badly as his armor, which was definitely not shining at the moment. Gray dust and dirt caked his face and clumped around the trails of blood that ran from dozens of small cuts and lacerations on his face and hands.

“I will smash this vile core to smithereens when we find it,” the knight was ranting. “I’ll shatter it to shards and grind the bits to dust so fine—”

“Khavren!” Savra’s voice was sharp. “That goes directly against guild protocol. Living dungeons are not to be shattered except in the gravest of circumstances where they pose a clear and present danger to civilization. So far, all this one has done is knock us about a bit.”

“It employs foul shapeshifters!” Khavren protested. “And it’s nearly killed us! With craven and cowardly traps! There is no honor in such acts. I will not stand for this indignity!”

“Savra’s right,” Jhess said. The rogue coughed in the thick dust still filling the air. “Guild rules.”

Robin hadn’t heard of this before, but he’d not exactly had time to go too deeply into the book of rules and regulations that had come with his joining the White Star Company.

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