Dungeon Oratoria Online

Chapter 8

Author's Note:

Hey all,

another week another chapter.

Posting a little early so I have more time to do other stuff besides writing this weekend. Hopefully

Anyway, this is the end of the raid and other stuff I guess.

Enjoy the Asuna as next chapter has very little of her.

Later!

Chapter 8 – What it means to fight a Monster Rex

The sound of metal on metal clashes reverberated endlessly through the large chamber. The high ceilings and sheer rock walls payed no mind to the hundreds of combatants shuffling in their midst.

Over and over again metal crashed, and fresh screams rang out, another one who had met their death on the seventeenth floor. Blood ran thick on the floor, making it a treacherous foothold for any whom dared to fight on it. Yet, it ran only a single colour, black. Try as one might, the distinctive red tinge from the blood of the children of the gods could not be found.

The reason for that is singular, none of it was being spilt. Despite the tens of monsters that crowded the chamber and pressed in on the adventurers, the fights all ended only one way, the death of the monster.

"A spear!" Roaring his need, an adventurer stuck out his hand and waited impatiently for me to deliver the weapon to him.

"Right away!" Fumbling slightly, I recover and present the weapon far faster than I would have managed at the beginning of the day.

Trying to hide in the midst of my party, I deliver and change out weapons to any who ask for them. To my surprise the backpack had held a plethora of weapons inside of it. Astrid assured me she had packed it light as to not overwhelm me. Even still just walking with the thing was a struggle. I don't know what had happened to my previous backpack, the one with the magic stones and drop items in it.

"Move it boy!" Eyes drawn by the shout; I see a pair of dwarven adventurers ream into Lind for being too slow to give them the new weapons they want.

No doubt.

I shudder to myself. The speed at which they fought beggared the imagination. In a couple of seconds, the whole scope of the battlefield could change. The encroaching monsters which had been forcing back a line of shields could be mowed down by a spell, or a well-timed charge by the vanguard. Trying to not get run over in the chaos was hard enough. Trying to be helpful was almost impossible.

"My halberd please."

Still somehow retaining her manners and poise, Astrid asks for her weapon before reaching me.

The six-foot weapon which is strapped in a loop on the side was part of what made me so easy to locate in the swarm of humanity.

Grateful to get rid off it, I yank it upwards out of the hole it sits snuggly in. Unbalanced at the awkward angle, the weight of weapon is too much and starts to fall.

"Thank you."

There to save my blunder, Astrid takes the weapon out of my hand at a jog before it can impale anyone.