Dungeon Duel: A litRPG Adventure (The Rogue Dungeon Book 5) by James Hunter & eden Hudson

Author:James Hunter & eden Hudson [Hunter, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: men's adventure video game adaptations wizard, action horror dark epic metaphysical dungeon core, wizard mage shapeshifter warrior thief assassin, cyberpunk apocalyptic dystopian quest gamelit
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2021-02-15T16:00:00+00:00

Other World

AFTER LOADING HIS INVENTORY with as many Peerless weapons and as much armor as he could carry, Roark took the portal plate from the Troll Nation Marketplace back to the encampment around the Vault of the Radiant Shield. Noonday sunlight hit him like a gauntlet in the face after the gloom of the Cruel Citadel.

The Heralds’ golden hive was still for the moment, though tension hung in the air, as if any second they might all come swarming out like soldier wasps. The webcrawlers on top were clearly visible, Zyra and Ick among them, working quickly to affix new webbing. At points around the Vault, the trio of siege towers loomed, the mounted ballistae gleaming in the sun. The enormous bolts were racked high on the tower, surfaces shining with an oily green sheen of Undead Damage Enchantments.

Obviously, one of the other high-level craftsmen had picked up where Roark left off. The turtle-like roofs over the battering rams had been finished and reinforced, and Rock people and Lava Kelpies clustered around the trebuchets while the Beryl King briefed them on how to land to cause maximum damage to the walls. Mobs of every level and type scrambled through the camp, making last second preparations or searching out better Healing potions or weapons.

Everyone was readying themselves for the push.

Bright daylight wasn’t the most auspicious time to press this attack, but they couldn’t waste a moment waiting for dark. In any case, whatever they lost in surprise and confusion, the siege train would more than make up for. Lowen’s fortification would never withstand the weapons they had crafted, Roark was certain of it.

The Dungeon Lord strode through the encampment to the tent where Griff had set up his makeshift headquarters. Through the mud-stained walls, Roark could already hear raised voices discussing the best way to maintain order in constabulary ranks. The shouting didn’t necessarily mean argument—Grozka the Zealot didn’t have a lower vocal range, even indoors. It was one of the things that made her an effective Rumble Squad leader and fifth-floor overseer.

Without preamble, Roark pulled aside the door flap and ducked into the tent.

Griff and Grozka the Zealot broke off their half-shouted conversation. Pang the Silent Blade and Wurgfozz the Terrible, overseers for the second and fourth floors of the Cruel Citadel, respectively, were seated at a low table, while Kaz poured a steaming aromatic concoction into enough dainty cups for everyone in the tent. Mac was curled up in an oversized chair made to seat a Jotnar—he batted one eye at Roark before chirping and resuming his nap.

Roark blinked, suddenly feeling as if he’d stepped into some bizarre version of a little girl’s teatime game.

“Griefer,” the grizzled weapons trainer said, welcoming him with a raised cup. “We’re all here. What’s the fuss?”

Before he could answer, Kaz bounded to his feet, shaking the ground beneath the tent.

“Roark is just in time!” the Mighty Gourmet said, scooping a cup off the table and thrusting it into Roark’s hands. “It is a drink called Cocoa.

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