" I see, ya want to follow ya, huh? " Draven asks as he follows Priestess Raksha, accompanied by Reala, his translator.
" Viraksh haskush monartior, El Betzal...? "
" Translate, please? "
" The orc priestess wants to ask the young master 'How long has it been, Lord Shadow?' "
" Lord...Shadow? " Draven asks, he is still dumbfounded by what just transpired.
"( This really an awkward day indeed... )"
"( Amongst all Dungeon I've scoured during my grind, I never once thought I would et an acquaintance from my old 'Double Dungeon' life. " Draven thought about this, for he thought all of the people he knew back then would've died for he rembers most of them are dead.
"( Yes, I'm sure of it, they all should've been dead due to their ti while I remain as that pitch-black baby my father t back then. )"
"( I don't know why, but I think there's sothing that kept from dying, perhaps inside that Dungeon, I eat sothing that made live long, I guess? )"
"( Or perhaps the Dungeon itself, was ant to sustain my life? )" Draven thinks about this, wondering why he could survive that long.
"( Shit, the ti doesn't add up to , I forget how long I've been there after I was born from the tree, yes, the Black Tree, I rember now. )" Draven slowly rembers the monts of his birth back then*.
"( It was dark, yet bright because of the light of the moon, I rember many eyes gazed upon my birth, as I ca out from the Tree's very fruit. )"
"( They gasped at , those monsters, yet after gasping, instead of eating or whatever the monsters usually do, they instead chants a na, a na they used to identify ... )"
"( Betzalel, Betzalel, that's what they said to . )"
"( A na unknown to of its origin, the first word I've ever heard in my life. )" Draven thinks about it while following Raksha and Reala.
" Tis' 'ere " Raksha stops in front of a sealed door, a door deep inside the Dungeon as she then opens her robes more, revealing her hands which she actually had four hands.
"( What the f? She had four hands? )" Draven sees it as she reveals it by revealing so of her skin and folds the robe that covers it.
"( What kind of an Hellorc is she? Is she a new kind of breed? )"
"( Young Master, I think lady 'Raksha' here is part of a rare orc species... )" Reala says to Draven using their .
"( Ya know the species, Reala? )" Draven asks.
"( I kinda rember what it was, but I forget which one it is... )"
"( This race is still related to the Hellorcs, but they are higher caste than them. )"
"( I forget which one, but if big sis Tania was here, she could recognize it which one. )"
"( Ya bet! Tania is an expert in all things regarding Elves and Orcs, she's a Dark Elf General after all, things like this should've been her daily al during her ti before she beca a Black Shadow. )"
"( Indeed, master! )" Reala says while waiting for Raksha as she does her ritual in front of the door, dancing, and chanting songs that sound like spells in order to open the sealed door.
*The Huge Magically Sealed Door Unlocked, it creating an opening sound so loud.*
"( GAH! WHAT WITH THE LOUD VOICE! GODDAMIT! )" Draven covers his ears so hard while opening his mouth in order for that loud hellish sound don't destroy his eardrums.
Draven sees the girls beside him, he sees them still standing there, unfazed as they hear the opening door's loud sound.
"( Damn, how could these Ancient Elf Descendants could withstand this loud noise despite their long ears and sharp sensitive hearing. )" Draven thinks about it, by any logic, these two should've been the ones who prioritize covering their ears as the loud voice would've to harm their very sensitive eardrums.
"( Or perhaps things like this are usually for them, already...? )" Draven just thinks of that possibility as the door then opens wide.
< (!) ssage (!) >
< Location Identified >
< Location: Great Elder Orc Chief's Lair >
< You have entered the [Great Elder Orc Chief's Lair] >
" To think you will co and visit, I never thought in my last days, I would et you again. " said a voice, an old voice, ca from an old orc sitting on its throne, made from a thorned tree rich with Mana.
"( An orc that could speak human language!? )"
"( And, he knows !? )" Draven thinks about this as he sees the old orc.
< Scanning >
< Target Identified >
< Boss: Elder Orc Chief, Ragitor (LVL. 93) >
"( Level 93? )" Draven asks as he approached the old orc and stands before his throne, as he walks approaching the orc, the old orc chief, Ragitor stands up, abandoned his throne, and cos down to et Draven face-to-face.
" Yar actions... " Draven says as he sees Ragitor's behavior.
" Judging by yar behavior, I could tell you ca to greet as soone you longed to see, aren't ya? "
" Perhaps, you knew back in your old tis? " Draven politely asks.
" Yes, how long has it been? it seems my ti had made it difficult to recognize , due to my age, Betzalel. " Ragitor says.
" Ya knew who I am? " Draven asks as he wants to make sure.
" I haven't told ya my very na, though..., I'm... "
" Draven, the Prince of Shadows...? " Ragitor asks.
" The rumors spread true in the world of monsters, the Prince of Shadows and his Shadow Creature Army, annihilating every Dungeon they enter and he who brings chaos upon Alviheim, the realm of those spoiled Elves. " Ragitor tells.
" The rumors told your na to be 'Draven', but once we heard the term 'Shadow Creature Army', we who knew you imdiately realized who that is, the person behind that very na. "
" For only one being could create Shadow Creatures after Ragnarok and that being is you. " Ragitor points his finger at Draven as he then opens his robes, showing his hulking muscular muscles and armored body.
" Why are ya showing that all to ? are ya provoking? " Draven asks as he prepares to equip his weapon.
" Yes, Betzalel... "
" The reason I want this is because I want to test your might... "
" To make sure you are ready to do the 'trial' I had been tasked to show you. "
" If you rember, Betzalel. "
" Trial!? " Draven asks as he shows up his , now reforged and upgraded into
" What 'Trial'? I didn't rember that kind of thing. " Draven says while hoping that skill will appear and show him what the old orc ans by 'trial'.
" So you really had forgotten, Betzalel... "
" *sighs* How long have you been as a human? does it corrupt you, your mories with us? " Ragitor asks which made Draven confused even more.
" Seriously, Ragitor, if you want to make rember then at least give a clue! "
" Or I- whoa! " Draven dodges Ragitor's attack with his , after dodging it, he sees what he was going to be hit with, which Draven sees Ragitor had just swung a big ass sword, filled with spikes within its huge-ass blade, as he just swings it like a racket.
" It's been a long ti for to swing this sweet love of mine. " Ragitor says to his sword.
" I hope with every of this sword's strikes, you would rember piece-by-piece of the old tis in that Dungeon. "
" Betzalel! " Ragitor says as he charges onto Draven.
< (!) ssage (!) >
< New Quest! >
< Special Quest: [Defeat Ragitor (0/1) >
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Extra:
Ragitor, just like Raksha, had four ears but only two arms. He and Raksha are relatives but not that close, hence why Raksha is different from him despite her having four ears like him.
Sothing to note, Ragitor and Raksha ca from the higher caste of the Hellorcs, a new higher species whose na had been lost after Ragnarok. These two once went to the [Double Dungeon] where Donovan (as Betzalel) exists, to eat the previous Black Fruits soti before Donovan shows up where they would et him days after his birth and beco acquainted along the way.
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