Chapter 189: A big, beautiful wall
Cass watched as Lord Ridgewood and Fiona sliced through the beginnings of the horde like it was nothing. They were circling around Lady Ava who was holding onto the chest as if her life depended on it. Vespertine was shouting, trying to make sure that none of the undead got through but his magic wasn’t strong enough to outright kill them. Only slicing through them got them down enough that Lady Ava could finish them off.
Lucian rushed in, huffing and puffing, pulling a sword out of his own magical pocket to slice and dice the undead. Cass couldn’t see their faces, but he was glad that for the most part, these creatures didn’t have blood that would splatter on everything.
All in all, the room that Cass found himself in was almost a mirror in size to the room that they had camped out in. It felt like they had gone from one mini boss to another, and Cass hoped that wasn’t indicative of what the rest of the dungeon was going to be like.
Especially since before these most recent interactions, the group had been saying that this dungeon was relatively easy. Cass caught up to the others, a wake of sliced twitching corpses behind the more...physically inclined trio.
Cass did his best not to look down, or step on them as he made his own, more slowed pace towards the group. By the time he was with everyone, the others had made their way into the circle that Lady Ava had summoned and were debriefing with Vespertine since Lady Ava looked practically unconscious.
She looked like she was using all of her energy to preserve so large of a circle, and Cass knew that it wasn’t sustainable. A slight sense of guilt filled him, only because he remembered something from the book.
It was about two dungeons after this that Lady Ava collapsed because she had been over-extending her holy powers. She hadn’t been using them properly, and it was during that time that she was being taken care of after her collapse that ruin fell on her birth family.
Ruin by his grandfather’s hands.
Fiona looked ill. She was glancing between Vespertine and Lady Ava, clearly wanting to run to her, but the horde had swarmed around them again. They were in hot water, and at this point, it didn’t make sense to give up on the chest.