Viridian Gate Online: Empirical Endgame: A LitRPG Adventure by James Hunter

Author:James Hunter [Hunter, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798793305280
Google: SXPrzgEACAAJ
Amazon: B09KY95F7C
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2022-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Clash of Titans

The thunder of war horns startled me awake from a dreamless sleep. I shot up on my pallet and quickly reached for Abby’s slumbering form. A wave of relief washed over me when I felt her beside me, her chest rising and falling as she snored quietly. For a second, I thought I’d imagined the sound, but then the horns came again, louder and more insistent this time. These woke Abby and she sat up with a groan, blinking slowly as she came awake. I quickly pulled up my interface and checked the time, 4:13 AM, then scanned for any updates.

There weren’t any quest updates, but the fact that there were war horns blaring at four in the morning probably wasn’t a good sign.

“What in the hell was that?” Abby asked, suppressing a yawn behind one hand.

“I think Cernunnos showed up earlier than anticipated. Come on.” I hopped out of bed and swapped the Accipiter robe Osmark had lent me for my combat gear. The time for stealth and blending in was over. If there was an Overmind present—or even the shadow of an Overmind—I’d need every advantage. Abby dressed quickly beside me, and I was thrilled to see that she’d been resurrected with all her gear and inventory intact. That had been a major concern, but Azhaar had upheld his end of the bargain.

Now it was time for me to uphold the rest of my end. I needed to save Ankara from ruination.

I strapped my warhammer in place, pulled the door open, and headed out into the hall. Amara, Osmark, and Otto were already out in the hallway, gear in place, weapons in hand. Jeff’s door crept open a second later and the bleary-eyed Morta Knight stepped out, still looking half asleep.

“Goddamned Cernunnos. You’d think he’d be courteous enough to wait until morning.”

“He is a creature of the dark and night,” Amara said. “This is when his force will be strongest and ours weakest.”

“Clearly they haven’t heard of sarcasm down in the Storme Marshes.” Jeff paused, searching the faces present. “Where’s your hubby at?”

“I’m here.” Cutter stumbled into the hall. He looked even worse than Jeff did.

“You look like you just went to sleep,” Jeff noted.

“You’re not far off the bloody mark,” the thief grumbled while checking the various blades secreted all over his body. Daggers in the boots, stowed away in his bracers, strapped along the outside of his arms, at his thighs, and along the small of his back. “I was having a hard time falling asleep, so I found a game of dice to indulge in.” He fished out a thick bag of coins. “Made out like a bloody bandit, but I may have stayed up a tad later than I intended.”

“He came to bed less than an hour ago,” Amara said with a disapproving sniff.

“Don’t worry about me,” Cutter said, disappearing his winnings. “I fight better than Jeff and Otto combined, even exhausted and half drunk. Hells, I’m even quicker on my feet with a little mead flowing through my veins.

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