A tall woman in dark clothing walks out from the shadows in the back of the room. Her voice echos as she gets closer and my eyes slowly adjust to the dim yellow-tinted lighting coming from a single flickering bulb.
Short blond hair hardly reaches her shoulders but covers her face enough so that shadows hide all of her defining features.
The woman wears a tight black combat suit with silver daggers, and assorted magical items on her midsection and tied around both thighs.
I gulp and squint my eyes, attempting to activate inspect and appraisal, but they won't turn on... My cuffs tighten around my wrists even more and I feel a wave of fatigue pass over me.
My eyes widen more as her footsteps get louder and she continues to walk forward at me.
Her face is becoming visible now and isn't familiar at all.
The woman has mature and stern features, but they're symmetric and devoid of any imperfections. Her hazel eyes glimmer in the dim light as she speaks up again, now across from me at the opposite edge of the table less than 2 meters away.
"Good to see you're finally awake."
She crosses her arms and a silver badge on her chest shimmers. It's 3 numbers on a small pin labeled "005". My gaze tightens as I attempt to activate my skills and tear my hands from the black metal cuffs holding me to the grey metal table.
Again, nothing activates and my muscles become extremely tired after attempting to brute force my way out. Just a fraction of a second worth of exertion feels like I just finished an hour-long battle. The fatigue hits me instantly, and I let my head droop.
I should be able to break through metal like this easily, but it gives off the same odd feeling as the gas-like substance that was used to knock us out.
I let out a sigh, raise my head, and reply.
"What do you want with me?"
She tightens her own gaze in response and a corner of her lip turns up.
"You're cool-headed now, aren't you? No where am I? Who are you?"
She leans in over the table and her grin widens.
"Most of your friends had a much more aggressive response when waking up. Especially that green-haired girl, she was a nightmare."
The woman chuckles.
I clench my jaw and scan the room as my eyes adjust more and it gets much clearer than moments ago.
There's a heavy metal door at the back, no more than 5 meters behind the blond. The walls are made of pure cement with no decorations or even windows. The floor matches the dull grey coloring and it's damp covered in dirt and shallow pools of water.
I'm sitting on a small wooden stool and my hands are attached to a cold metal table by a pair of cuffs that must be a magic dampening item of some sort. Dark lines come out from under the cuffs and move up my forearms...
My conceal skill is deactivated, she can see my true form.
I want to curse her out and break the walls down, but I swallow my words, not wanting to provoke this woman in this weakened state. There's not much I can do other than hear what she has to say for the time being.
"I'll say it again. What do you want from me...?"
She continues to grin, looking down at my wrists, then up to stare directly into my white eyes.
"I want to know what you saw up there. It appears you're the only member of your squad that made it to the final Boss Room. I need a full report."
I gulp again, staring back at her unwavering expression.
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[CH200+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power
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