My blade sliced through him. I had managed to cut him in two. The blade went through remarkably easy.
“To your right!”
I brought Alysia over just as a hamr slamd into her. The force was incredible, and it ca from a side I didn’t expect, causing to fly back. I had cut his afterimage?
“I may be old… but I’m still enough to take care of so selfish punk like you!” He chuckled.
His body appeared in front of , and that pressure from before magnified many tis. After moving, all of the dust that had been coating him had been left behind. His beard shown red, his skin was bright and pink, and he looked extrely lively. His armor shined a silver color, and it seed to be made of sothing far better than the steel from the surface. His ax was similarly made of so miraculous alloy. As I was appraising him, he was looking over as well.
“The blade of yours isn’t half bad. It’s nothing compared to a good Deep Dwarf blade, but it’s not bad for being able to receive a hit from Fjord here.”
“M-master… his strike… it hurt,” Alysia warned.
Typical strikes were fine for Alysia, but a strike that caused her pain was a strike I worried about. That was to say that this was a weapon that had the potential to seriously hurt her. Yet, I knew I couldn’t put her away and use a lesser blade. Nothing else I had would hold up to even a single strike from this guy’s hamr.
“What are you trying to accomplish?” I demanded. “I’m trying to help you.”
“Hehe… that’s rich. Aren’t you the one to attack ? Well, I am using Provoke on you, so I can’t bla you.”
“Provoke…”
I knew what such an ability was, but I had never seen it used before. That was why I had attacked him so suddenly. That was a terrifying ability. I had the ability Fear which I had used once or twice, which was kind of the opposite of that. Would soone with enough skills be able to completely control soone else?
“Puppets…” I breathed.
His eyebrows raised. “Oh? You’ve noticed? My daughter used to love the plays I put on with puppets. I never thought that the dungeon would turn that into so undead creature that made puppets out of our deceased relatives.”
I shook my head. That’s not what I had ant. Rather, I had just rembered sothing from a long ti ago. I wasn’t sure if it would work, but I knew enough to know we were at a disadvantage, so I had to try it.
“You never answered my question.” I decided it was better to keep him talking. “What is your goal?”
“Since I am the last of the Deep Dwarves, I supposed there is no point holding my ground.” He waved his hand, and a glowing orb appeared in it. “This is what is left of my dungeon. I sealed the core away when it beca too weak to keep the dungeon going. Now, it only maintains the wall that holds him back. I suppose I can absorb what mana is left, bring down the wall, and give him one final strike. Yes… go out in a blaze of glory. I like the sound of that.”
“You’re not the last Deep Dwarf. That’s why I ca down here. To save one…” I explained as I moved into position, giving the zombie queen my orders.
“Your sweet words won’t sway ! You’re a corrupt soul twisted by dungeons. Attack , and break yourself upon my hamr!”
“Ahhh!” I felt another pang of anger.
I lunged forward in another attack. He braced himself to receive a swipe. He wanted to swing his hamr and break Alysia. The thing he didn’t realize was that Alysia had her mind.
“Do it!” Alysia pulled to the side, dragging with her.
Even if I was provoked, Alysia had so autonomy of her own. I ca to the side, causing him a bit of surprise. As he turned to face , he didn’t see another person slip in from behind. The zombie queen got her hands on him.
“Curse of the Zombie!”
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