Mack and Gur were picking their way carefully down a tunnel. Though Mack had wrapped both of them up in illusions, they nonetheless were cautious in their behavior as they walked down the dark, unlit tunnel. Occasionally, they’d feel a rumble through the rock as attacks raged in the distance.
<Any idea how much further to go?>
Mack shook his head. <My senses can’t quite reach that far. And there’s something about the earth here that interferes with them a bit.>
Minutes passed in silence.
<There’s something here I don’t trust.>
<Hm?>
<This is a bad plan.>
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<Hindsight is helpful. I’m not sure if the gods were actually idiotic or pretending to be idiotic.>
<The System’s avatar was pushing for this plan fairly hard after a point.>
<Right, and I have a hard time thinking it’s idiotic. Strange perhaps. But not idiotic.>
<Just keep your writs about you.>
More time passed.
<I’m sensing a large chamber ahead.>
Mack and Gur slowed their already gentle pace even more as the tunnel curved just a bit, showing a bit of light at the end. They approached cautiously, peeking around the edge. The tunnel came up midpoint in a large, rough-hewn elongated sphere, perhaps 50 meters high, by 50 wide and 100 long. The chambre ws mostly bare, except for a pile of clothe in one edge, with a bloodied Naga lying on top, seemingly unconscous.
Gur glances at Mack who nods. Gur takes off, scaling across the ceiling at a silent sprint, as Mack focuses to keep him wrapped up in the illusion. As Gur pushes off the ceiling and arcs towards the prone figure, he graps and sharpens a massive amount of experience into a blade.
He falls like a meteor.
The blade extends towards Alldir’s neck.
With a loud clang, Gur’s blade is blocked and he’s knocked into the wall. He’s dazed for just a moment, before he looks up to see what Mack already has.
The Brute is here.
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