Chapter 32: Best Witch’s Dungeon Dive – 7

Chapter 32: Best Witch’s Dungeon Dive – 7

Our group of ragtag heroes climbed down a flight of stairs. The stairs were large enough that all of use could stand side by side if we wanted, but they descended far down below. I held Sine’s uneasy and shaky hand as a cool breeze ascended. The dark was a pit below, threatening to swallow the light of torches on the wall.

Sine pulled on my black robes. “Witch, isn’t something really wrong?”

I looked towards the other members, and I noted their expressions. Almost everyone appeared dizzy, but they kept walking onward, descending the stairs like a group of zombies.

Mary nodded. “It seems we are under an illusion. Eerie, can you do something about this?”

I thought about it, wondering if I had any useful illusion breaking spells in my arsenal. I tabbed my staff against the staircase, and a vibration coursed through the walls. It rumbled our feet. The stairs collapsed into an open room, disorientating many of the others.

“This is not good!” The girl of the nameless party yelled, and pressed her hands to the ground.

She separated us from the gigantic beast. On the other side of the growing wall, a ginormous candle-wax chameleon stood there with hypnotic eyes and an agape mouth. As the wall rose up in slow motion from the ground, I watched the tongue move faster than I’d seen anything move.

The boss monster’s tongue latched onto the wall and pulled. It’s tongue pulled the wall from the ground towards its gaping maw, and the chameleon crunched it, sending bits of rock scattering.

“No way!”

“Wall coliseum!” A member of the same party shouted and slammed his hand on the ground. A ginormous wall rose, but it only mounted to about two times the size of the beast.

“That’s not gonna work!” The Lion Prince yelled and began running to the side of the dropping wall.

A pair of wings ripped from the back of the chameleon, and it pushed backwards into the air.

She spoke with a venom that shocked me. I looked at the others, and they seemed as awed as I was. What would our traveling circus do now?

The monster didn’t share the same worries about theatrics. It reacted quickly. It sunk into the ground like a giant waxy puddle, disappearing into thin air.

Mary’s eyes darted back and forth throughout the room, looking for her prey like a hawk, but not even she could predict who it would go for.

The low sound of footsteps alerted me towards King Tallow. The monster appeared next to him, frothing out the mouth. A white mist sprayed towards the king’s face.

He froze in place like a statue, and the maw of the creature clamped down around his body.

I watched the boss monster swallow him down, and my stomach sank.

Mary didn’t hesitate. A pair of black wings with crimson streaks sprouted from her back, and she launched herself off the ground towards the face of the boss. Ripples spread out, sending stone blocks flying into the air, and a red sword manifested from the depths of her clawed hand.

Her sword met the beast’s head, and it sliced clean through both of the giant hypnotic eyes. Ripples of red covered the wax on its body, and massive arcs of red lightning spread from the sword strike. A red haze covered its body, and the death of the monster came from a final lightning strike from above.

A large mass of electric energy struck from the ceiling through its heart and out the other side to the boss floor. It’s blood sprayed out in all directions, hitting the floor with a hissing sound.

An alive King Tallow rolled from out of its mouth on the brink of death.