Archer and the Broodmaws traveled through the dense jungle while the monsters chittered to each other. It did not bother him as they couldn't hurt him as he admired the primal underbrush.
He spotted bones of other creatures littered the ground and after an hour; they arrived at a hole. Archer looked at it as the mantis-like monster looked at him before glancing at the entrance.
"'She's in there?" he questioned with narrowed eyes. "If you're trying anything dodgy, I will burn you to ash."
The Broodmaws trembled before backing off as he jumped off its back and made his way to the entrance. When he got close, the sll of blood hit his nose, which caused him to think, "They must kill a lot for it to be this strong.'
Archer stepped into the Broodmaw Colony, finding himself in a massive, shadowy cavern shrouded in darkness. Almost imdiately, he sensed the creatures stirring, their movents converging on his location with unnerving precision.
Reacting quickly, he cast Mana Manipulation and vanished just as a swarm of Broodmaws crashed into the spot where he had been monts before. Their frenzied attack t only empty air, leaving them montarily disoriented.
'Stupid monsters, but can't bla them,' Archer mused with a chuckle.
As he made his way through the winding tunnels of the colony, Archer noticed all kinds of Broodmaws skittering about, their monstrous forms illuminated by the faint, eerie glow of fungi clinging to the walls.
Eventually, he arrived at the first chamber, where a grueso sight awaited him. Mangled corpses of dead monsters littered the floor, their bodies torn apart. Smaller Broodmaws sward over the remains, busily butchering them, their sharp claws slicing through flesh. Archer used his magic to block out the sll as he continued walking down the tunnel. Half an hour later, he arrived at a massive chamber where a massive Broodmaw Queen was at the center, guarded by fierce-looking ones.
He stepped forward, the shimr of his invisibility fading away, revealing his presence to the creatures in the cavern. A ripple of panic surged through them, their shrieks echoing off the walls.
'Here we go. Now let's capture these fuckers for the Domain.'
The queen's glowing red eyes locked onto him, blazing with fury as she lunged to strike. Archer sidestepped her attack, his movents calm and calculated. Without a second thought, he hit it with a weak Nova Punch that sent it crashing along the ground before crashing into the wall.
Afterward, Archer approached the downed Broodmaw while warning the creature, "Stop attacking or I'll kill all your children."
The queen let out a piercing hiss at his words; the sound reverberating through the air and causing the surrounding monsters to back off. Following that, he continued, "I've heard you're strong and dangerous, exactly what I'm looking for. Now, you have two choices: serve , or die."
When the monster heard this, she got a fascinated gleam in her red eyes as a woman's voice echoed in his mind, 'What do we get from servitude?'
Archer's grin widened before he replied, "Safety, strength, and a new ho away from this continent."
The Broodmaw struggled to stand until he cast Aurora Healing on it. The violet light washed over it and healed the creature's injuries as she replied, 'We accept. Food was getting hard to find and other monsters were appearing who had been hunting us.'
Following that, Archer opened a portal to the unused part of the Domain and spoke to the Broodmaw, "Make yourself a ho, there's plenty of room and food but don't hunt any humanoids. If you do, I will kill you all."
The queen nodded before replying, 'Thank you, Master. We will start moving now.'
She signaled for the colony to pack up while so Warrior Broodmaw entered the Domain and secured the area. Shortly after that, the workers followed behind and started digging into the ground.
He watched this with fascination before creating a chair to sit down. Hours passed, and the colony was empty. The Broodmaw horde had set up in the Domain, 'The Monster Army is growing, now to deal with the Vorrukhm,' he thought with a grin while opening a Gate back to the jungle.
Archer opened a portal, summoning Grak and the Jungle Bear to his side. With a commanding gaze, he addressed the monster, his tone firm. "Go find more of your kind," he ordered, "and et at the Vorrukhm ho."
The bear nodded before dashing into the underbrush as Grak spoke in a slow voice, "What was that place? It was old and scary."
He laughed at the big guy before answering, "It's my realm where you were safe. Now take to your leader."
The Vorrukhm bobbed his head, "Follow friend, Mother, and Father will love to et your dragon," he exclaid before walking through the jungle.
Archer shrugged and started trailing behind Grak. An hour later, they arrived at a secluded valley. Thick foliage blocked the entrance, causing him to think, 'How do they get through this thing? I could burn or cut it down?'
He shook his head just as Grak turned to him, "This way Archer. The secret entrance to our ho."
'Smart, are there so clever ones?' Archer wondered. 'We'll see soon when I recruit them.'
Following that, they reached a dark cave as the Vorrukhm comnted, "We go through here and et the guards, but please don't hurt them."'
"Don't worry Grak, I only plan to offer them sothing better," he replied to the big guy.
His new friend bobbed his head before stepping into the cave, followed by Archer, who readied himself for an attack but nothing happened. They entered an enormous cavern and at the opposite end were two large humanoids.
To Archer, they resembled miniature giants, their imposing figures sparking a thought in his mind, 'These will make perfect heavy soldiers. The Vorrukhm could crush the Alliance underfoot.' Monts later, Grak broke the tension with an enthusiastic wave and a wide grin. "I'm back, guys!" he called out, his cheerful voice echoing.
He shook his head in mild amusent as more Vorrukhm soldiers erged from the shadows, their heavy steps echoing ominously. The group closed in, forming a tight circle around them with spears leveled, their expressions grim and unyielding.
Archer couldn't help but chuckle at their intensity, his eyes glinting with mischief as he casually eyed the threatening display. This enraged Grak, who declared as his eyes glowed with anger, "Leave my friend alone, Torak. He saved from the monsters!"
The surrounding soldiers lowered their weapons as the bigger man spoke in a deep resounding voice, "Prince, your parents are worried. You cannot keep wandering out of the
kingdom."
Grak waved him away. "The surface world is amazing, Torak. Very beautiful," he replied in a cheerful voice.
He laughed before speaking. "I'm here to see your leaders. I have an offer for them."'
The commander stared at him with his brown eyes but soon nodded. "Follow , the king and queen will want to et the prince's savior."
When Archer heard this, his eyes widened in shock as he thought, 'Grak's a prince?! Oh shit, that's sothing new.'
The Vorrukhm soldiers motioned for them to follow, their spears lowered but their watchful eyes never leaving him. Without a word, they led him through the dimly lit tunnels, the sound of their heavy boots echoing off the stone walls.
As they approached a massive archway, two guards stepped aside, revealing the bustling heart of the Vorrukhm stronghold. Stepping through, Archer paused, taking in the sight before him, hundreds of Vorrukhm going about their business.
So hauled massive crates, others sharpened weapons at glowing forges, and groups of warriors sparred in open arenas. Archer quickly noticed that soone had carved the buildings and other structures into the stone.
'Impressive,' he mused while glancing around. 'I'll have to give them sothing similar in the
Domain.'
The soldiers led them through the underground world until reaching a palace-looking building. While walking, Archer summoned Vivienne, the ant queen who greeted him with a big smile as she hugged, "It's good to see you Master, I missed you."
When the surrounding Vorrukhm saw her, they panicked and went to attack. The redhead smirked before deflecting several attacks while countering with several powerful punches that caused booms to ring out the underground world.
"How dare you raise your weapons to my Master!" Vivienne exclaid as her red eyes
glowed.
She grabbed one of the soldiers and ripped him clean in half with a scream, but Grak pleaded with Archer, "Friend, stop her, please!"
He looked at the Vorrukhm prince and nodded before speaking. "Vivi, stop and co here."
When the ant queen heard this, she quickly stopped beating up the soldiers and appeared beside him while cleaning blood off her hands. Archer chuckled before sending most of his mana into the injured Vorrukhms.
Their wounds healed, drawing a sigh of relief from their lips as the soldiers began escorting
them toward the palace.
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