Chapter 160: Magic and a cookie for a well rested man
"I have some snacks tucked away in my bag, Sir Forsythe, so you can put the Sam card away. I do need to go speak with the others and find out the current state of affairs." Cass told him and Draken cleared his throat. Cass and Sir Forsythe turned their gaze towards him.
He puffed up his chest, a little proud.
"It appears that the dungeon is spreading. Getting bigger. They have seen an increase in monsters leaving the dungeon, but only one type. So far, no one from any of the nearby towns has disappeared or gotten injured, but there is a strange phenomenon that others are seeing their loved ones in the faces of the monsters." Cass’ eyes widened, horror filling his veins.
"Is that normal? When I read up more about them, that didn’t get mentioned once." Cass said and Draken’s proud look faded as he shook his head, his eyes turning grim.
"Well, it’s not anything I’ve ever noticed before, so I can’t say. What I can say is that in all the times that I’ve encountered undead, not once did they look like someone I cared about or knew unless something terrible had happened. They checked. Apparently, these people were still alive." Cass hated that. He hated the implication.
That wasn’t something mentioned in the book. Why was the dungeon changing? Fuck, was it his fault? Or had Lady Fiona never written about this in the book? He wouldn’t know, and frankly, after finding out the results of his last talk, he certainly didn’t want to speak to the gods now.
Finding out that they had manipulated his emotions was awful, and not something that he wanted to experience again. He wanted to limit his contact with them. Even if...he had a lot of questions.
"That’s good, but terrible. Are they talking about that right now, or was everyone briefed while I was asleep?" Cass asked Draken and Draken smirked.
"They are talking about it right now. You’re sly. You knew what kind of questions to ask." He said, amused, and Cass rolled his eyes. He was a beast, and about 10 times the size of him, probably, in his true form. Cass would be surprised if he couldn’t hear what the others were talking about from this distance. He would assume some kind of magic was involved.