Chapter 106: Ekavir — Dungeon Diver

Chapter 106: Ekavir — Dungeon Diver

Vir stood alongside Neel and Bumpy, surrounded by dozens of mercenaries at the mine entrancea gaping hole in the side of the South Legion Mountains. The crack was old enough to look natural, though the mining cart tracks that led inside told a different story.

By his count, nearly fifty had shown up for this contract, all idling around. Many shivered or rubbed their arms to warm up. The sun had only just peeked above the horizon, leaving a lingering chill made worse by idling around. Vir didn't mind it. Once he'd learned how to keep his prana from leaking out, the elements bothered him less than the average human.

Glancing at Tia, he found her embroiled in a tactics and strategy discussion with her party.

Ultimately, shed kept silent about her invitation by the Avi royal knights and her arrival at the party escorted by an Avian official. Vir hadnt pried, either. It was hardly fair to dig into Tias secrets when he kept so many of his own. Even so, he wondered whether it was safe, or even sane, to travel with them. The sensible part of him knew that the more time he spent with Spear's Edge, the more likely it was that they'd learn his secret. Vir couldn't see that ending well, given Tia's stance on demons. Logically, he ought to leave them at the first opportunity.

And yet, something stopped him. He enjoyed their company, sure, but it was deeper than that. The past week had only proved it. They were the friends he never had, growing up. For so long, he'd watch Camas and his lackeys hang out together, wondering what if? What if he wasn't Ashborn? What if he was normal? He'd longed for that so badly, and without Maiya, he might very well have succumbed under that pressure. But now, Maiya was gone, and he'd grown closer to Tia and her party, almost automatically. It all felt so good. Which, of course, only made it harder to walk away from.

At the center of the congregation was a raised wooden podium, upon which a mining company representative now stood. The man cleared his throat and addressed the crowd.

Thank you, all, for attending. Before we begin, Id like to share further details that may help you. The mine behind me was devoid of life until our miners penetrated through the lowest level, unearthing an ancient tunnel from which beasts poured out of. Your goal is to eliminate every beast that roams within.

Will you guide us to this tunnel you speak of? someone asked.

The representative shook his head. Im afraid it would be far too risky for whoever guided you. Instead, we have prepared maps for each of you, he said, gesturing to a stack of paper beside him. The maps will be your guide.

Guess I wont be needing my charcoal this time, Vir thought.

Note that the maps only cover the tunnels weve dug. The ancient tunnels we bored into remain uncharted, so please exercise caution.

Maybe I will, after all Vir doubted many other mercs would bother charting out those tunnels, and the mining company would probably pay a pretty penny for a map of that region.

Now, as for the rules of engagement, each hunter will be given badges to place on their kills. This will inform us of who each kill belongs to, once our people retrieve the corpses. We claim all the corpse materials, though we will compensate you appropriately for the material worth. To prevent foul play, we encourage you to leave a hidden mark of your own on each kill. Our people can determine the freshness of the wound, so should two or more parties lay claim to the same kill, we can identify the oldest one.

Thats pretty specific, someone said.

Not the first time theyre issuing a contract like this, the mercenary beside him replied. I hear things really used to get out of hand before they firmed up their rules.

Vir was hardly surprised. If there was even the slightest chance someone could lie and claim a kill that wasnt theirs, he was sure theyd do it. Especially when so much coin was involved.

Contested kills shall be handled on a case-by-case basis, and witness accounts will be considered, the representative said. That is all. May Vera be with you.

Seems like theyll let us in soon, Tia said, walking up to him. You sure you dont want to join us?

Ive always fought alone, Vir replied with an awkward smile. Id just drag you down. Besides, Ive got Neel with me. Isnt that right, boy?

Aroo! Neel replied, eager to be going on a hunt with his master.

It wasnt so much that he wasnt a team player, but that hed have to hide Dance of the Shadow Demon and Prana Vision for fear of raising suspicions. He couldnt afford to watch his back while also fighting off enemies. Especially considering how much Tia hated demons.

What a load of Ash, Tia said, grinning. I saw you move against Aryan. I think youd be a great fit But I get it. I hate it when people push me around, so Ill spare you.

If this was anything like Daha, the prana density was bound to grow the deeper he went. Which meant only the weakest beasts wouldve made it to the surface. From that perspective, it might have made sense to rush in, but Vir wasnt worried. He was sure thered be juicier prey down below. Besides, prana wolves hardly fetched any coin at all.

Vir soon came across another party engaged in battle with a pack of prana wolves. Judging from their spears, Vir suspected they were the same ones whod dispatched the ones hed seen earlier.

They seemed to be doing alright, so Vir Danced by, pulling Neel into the Shadow Realm with him. The tunnel had enormous shadows, so bringing him along wasnt an issue. The bandy had startled the first few times, but had soon grown used to the sensation of being stuck in suspended animation whilst inside the Shadow Realm.

Vir passed several more groups this way. Thus far, hed only seen prana wolves, though some were larger than others.

It was right as he came to the central shaft that led below that he found a beast hed only read aboutin Dahas bestiary.

A lone Raptor fought against a party of three male mercenaries, and held its own. None of the mercs had Talents or magic, but they were each dressed in full plate armor, wielding spears and tower shields; they were no pushovers.

And yet, the bipedal black-skinned beast that stood barely three paces high had them at a stalemate, and Vir could see why. Its razor-sharp tail and toothy maw werent its only weapons.

Its using Ash prana to enhance the sharpness of its claws!

Ash Beasts seemed to use Ash prana like he didwhich was a bad thing. It meant they were competing for the same limited resource.

Then, as the two sides eyed each other, everything changed. The partys lanterns only illuminated the tunnel for a handful of paces so they failed to notice the approach of a swarm of new enemies. But Prana Vision highlighted them clearly. A dozen lizard-like creatures made their way through the darkness, and even climbed up onto the mines ceiling, hoping to lay an ambush for the unsuspecting party.

Vir had seen these in the bestiary, too. Zards. Lesser Zards, by their prana signature. While merely prana beasts, and harmless individually, Lesser Zards swarmed their prey, taking small bites of flesh. They were small enough to crawl into the gaps between armor plates, and quick enough that only fast reflexes and Lightning attacks could strike them.

If left alone, the party was doomed.

Sic, boy! Vir ordered, sending Neel to deal with the Zards while he took on the Raptor.

Embroiled in battle as it was, it completely failed to notice Vir as he sprinted into a shadow, slipping into the shadow realm, and back outright behind his enemy. Virs momentum shot him forth, and his katar plunged into the back of the Raptors soft neck, nearly severing its head from its body.

But there was no time to relax. A scream told him the zards had made contact. One mercenary went down, writhing as the zards wriggled into his armor, biting off small chunks of flesh whenever they found an opening.

Neel was on them in an instant, crunching into their scaly hide, or swiping them off the mercenaries with his paw.

Spears made for poor weapons against these beasts, so the remaining mercenaries switched to their knives, haphazardly trying to fend off the creatures that attempted to crawl up behind them.

Of course, they couldnt hold a candle to the unseen shadow who dispatched zard after zard with his katar. By placing only half his body within the Shadow Realm, Vir slowed time by half, allowing him to surgically extend his katar from the shadow, skewering zards before immediately retracting back to the shadows, where his enemy could not pursue.

Methodically, he attacked, and with each second, more and more died until eventually, only silence remained.

Vir walked out of the shadows.

W-whore you? a mercenary said, quivering in fear at the sight, and if Vir wasn't mistaken, the man had pissed his pants.

Im the guy who just saved your lives. And these, Vir said, pointing to the corpses, are my kills.