Dungeon Bringer 3 by Nick Harrow

Author:Nick Harrow [Harrow, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action hero dark gritty epic metaphysical harem, men&#8217, virtual reality litRPG role playing Gamelit demon, contemporary occult slayer noir new adult college, s adventure video game adaptations wizard, urban dark fantasy magic thriller sword mythology
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2019-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13 – Amber Death

BY THE TIME I’D RETURNED to the Trough Hall, the herdsmen were sacked out in the middle of the room with their flocks gathered around them. They didn’t bother with bedrolls because the sheep were as good as any pillow, and the floor was covered with a spongy layer of soft moss that looked almost as comfy as a mattress.

One of the herdsmen was still awake, and he just about pissed himself when I suddenly appeared near the hall’s western wall. He gathered his composure and gave me a shaky nod and a fucked-up hand gesture I supposed would pass for a salute.

I nodded back but wasn’t interested in conversation. Before the sun rose, I needed to forge a path between this chamber and the raiders’ camp. It would be a challenge, but I was confident I could pull it off. What had taken Zillah and Delsinia a day’s travel through the winding tunnels of the Great Below I could accomplish in a few hours.

And then the real fun would begin.

The arrowhead still floated right in front of my core, and its tip was still aimed in the same direction. I double-checked my orientation, then faced the western wall of the Trough Hall and walked straight toward it.

A tunnel formed around me as I moved, ten feet on a side and ten feet tall. Now that I had plenty of passage space to play around with, I saw no reason to make it any narrower. The goats would need the extra space for their carts.

Crafting the tunnel wasn’t difficult, but it was a pain in the ass. I would occasionally open the passage into the wall of the chasm or beneath an underground stream. When that happened, I’d have to back up and reroute. My mind wandered as I carried out the tedious task before me, and I found my thoughts mulling over the coming battle.

The tax collector had a bigger army and could write off losses that would cripple my team. On the other hand, if I didn’t engage his army on an open battlefield, his forces would be at a serious disadvantage. Soldiers were trained to fight like mad dogs when their enemies were in front of them, but no one told them how to deal with a sneak attack or unorthodox tactics.

My forces had the exact opposite training.

The raiders were trained killers used to fighting in the narrow confines and darkness of dangerous dungeons. The blood gnomes were too fragile and weak to survive a stand-up fight, and a decently armed man could hack down five of them in the light of day. But once the sun went down and the shadows came out to play, those skinny little monsters filled the night with hatchets, knives, and teeth.

Lexios was a devoted servant of his king and the Kingdom of Kyth, but I was willing to bet that his troops would panic and their morale would plummet if a cannibal attack took down their buddies in the middle of the night.

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