am-books Chapter 303: 307
Chapter 303: 307
Chapter 303: 307
“The second cave is a bit further away, and the bats living there said it’s filled with undead,” offered Young Isha, providing another option, “but they also warned to be careful of the grass on the ground. I’m not sure what that means...”@@@@
“If it’s some kind of dangerous plant, I should be able to handle it,” nodded the Elven Ranger, “Are there any other caves?”
“Further on, there’s a larger one, housing two factions; the strongest being a Succubus with four Berserk Demons, and a large group of Coward Devil minions,” described Young Isha, gesticulating the large pincers of the Succubus, “The other faction consists of a pack of Werewolves, though the bats couldn’t specify how many there are. In any case, quite a lot.”
“Sounds like a big task,” Acheron looked around at the others, “What are your thoughts?”
“We have a Priest and a Holy Warrior, so those undead might be easier to handle,” suggested Kalalin, “Even though there seems to be some kind of dangerous plant, as long as we’re careful, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“That might not necessarily be the case; many plants can cause fatal injuries, especially in an environment like the Abyss,” warned the Elven Ranger, “But I agree with you, the second cave indeed seems like a suitable target.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, and so without further delay, led by Young Isha, they quickly arrived at the entrance to their target cave.
The entrance to the cave was merely a crack in the ground, five feet wide and twenty feet long, hardly suggestive of the marvels inside. Those with the ability to fly went down first to scout, and after confirming the safety at the entrance, everyone else used ropes to descend one by one into the crack.
Some bats hanging from the cave ceiling were disturbed by the arrival of the outsiders. They flapped their wings trying to flee, but Young Isha opened her mouth, and the bats calmed down and returned to the top of the cave.
“I think in terms of communicating with animals, you’re more of a Ranger than I am, as few animals here care to interact with me,” Acheron smiled at the young girl, “But I’m still confident in scouting, just wait till I flush out the enemies!”
Some luminescent fungi in the cave provided dim illumination, and all had dark vision, so they didn’t light any torches nor did Alamir hold up his Hardhead Hammer, which could emit light. The cave wound downward in a spiral shape, occasionally branching off, but the Elven Ranger at the front left clear marks indicating which path to take.
About ten minutes into their dark trek, around a corner, they found the Elven Ranger elegantly leaning against a stone, clearly waiting for them.
“What’s the matter?” the Dwarf squinted his eyes, “You didn’t lead us the wrong way, did you?”
“No, I’m here to remind everyone about enemies ahead,” the Elven Scout grinned, showing his neat teeth, “Your movements are too noisy; getting any closer would startle them.”
“What kind of enemies?” Lancelot went straight to the point. The Human Knight’s Spirit Perception also sensed a threat ahead, but that didn’t tell him specific details about the enemy.
“Eight Minotaur skeletons, six wandering aimlessly and two scattered on the ground, but I’m certain they’ll stand up if any living person approaches them. Watch out for their Great Axes, you wouldn’t want those to touch you.”
“How do you know those two skeletons are playing dead?” Lancelot was curious; before coming to the Abyssal Plane, he had only fought creatures that could breathe.
“If you see a pile of bones in an area frequented by Undead and there’s a weapon nearby, assume it can stand up again,” the Elven Ranger shrugged, “Of course, if you don’t want to stab every suspicious skeleton, you could also tell a loud joke, but that isn’t always effective. It’s not that Undead have no sense of humor, it’s just that your jokes might not be very funny.”
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