Chaos Legion 2

Chapter 8: The Water Seal

The sun hung low on the horizon as Sieg and Arcia arrived at the location marked on their map. They paused to survey their surroundings, the sound of waves lapping against nearby rocks filling the air.

“This should be the place,” Arcia said, frowning as she double-checked the map.

They climbed a nearby cliff to get a better vantage point, scanning the area below. Sieg squinted at the terrain. “It better not be another subterranean edifice.”

Arcia smirked. “Not subterranean,” she said, pointing toward the water below, “but submerged.”

“You gotta be kidding me,” Sieg muttered, shaking his head.

“Up for a swim?” Arcia teased, already preparing to dive.

Moments later, they plunged into the cool water, swimming deeper to locate the entrance to a long-forgotten, drowned abbey. Their efforts were rewarded when they found an arched entryway overgrown with coral and seaweed. Breaking through, they surfaced inside, treading water in a large, partially submerged hall.

“Well, at least here, there shouldn’t be any monsters,” Arcia said optimistically, glancing around.

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” Sieg replied, his tone serious. “Whatever that thing was that came out of the portal—it’s likely aware of the seals. And even if it isn’t, it won’t take long for it to find out.”

Their cautious trek through the abbey led them deeper into the ancient ruins. The quiet was soon shattered by the guttural croaks and hisses of mutated hybrids. These grotesque creatures, a mix of frogs and reptilian predators, lunged at them with alarming speed.

“These monsters just get weirder and weirder,” Sieg muttered, slashing through one.

“Yeah,” Arcia replied, ducking under a leaping creature. “Can’t wait to meet the guardian here. Total sarcasm.”

As they dispatched the last of the hybrids, Arcia paused to take in the architecture. “This place… it feels ancient. Like Atlantis.”

Sieg pointed ahead. “No way forward. Looks like we’ve got to dive deep again.”

“How long can you hold your breath?” Arcia asked, looking at the dark waters ahead.

“Wait,” Sieg said thoughtfully. “Let’s see what the enhanced Legions can do. Maybe Arrogance can create an aura around us.”

Arcia raised an eyebrow. “Wow, Sieg, it’s like you have a sixth sense… or do the Legions talk to you?”

“They don’t talk,” he replied simply. “I just sense it.”

Summoning Arrogance, Sieg watched as the Legion surrounded them with shimmering auras, forming breathable shields. “That should do it,” he said.

With their path secured, they dove into the depths of the sunken abbey. The journey was long and eerie, the silence broken only by the distant groaning of the ancient structure. At last, they surfaced in another chamber, gasping for air.

“There,” Arcia said, pointing to the glowing sigils ahead. “The seal.”

Before they could move closer, a massive, crocodilian beast burst from the water, its jaws snapping with terrifying force. The battle was ferocious, the creature thrashing and lunging as it defended the seal. With calculated strikes and the support of their Legions, Sieg and Arcia finally brought it down.

“Okay,” Arcia said, catching her breath. “Which Legion breaks water?”

Sieg studied the scroll. “Looks like it’s Arrogance themselves.”

Summoning Arrogance’s power once more, Sieg activated their special attack—a piercing beam of light that struck the seal, shattering it in a cascade of energy. The chamber trembled as the Water Djinn emerged, its form fluid and translucent, glowing with an otherworldly blue light.

Arcia stepped forward and explained their mission, using the scroll to communicate. The Djinn regarded them silently before speaking in a deep, melodic voice. “Very well. Call upon me when the others are free.”

With a wave of its hand, the Djinn teleported them out of the abbey and back to the surface.

“Another one done,” Arcia said, stretching her arms. “Two down, two to go.”

Sieg looked southward. “Let’s move.”

They pressed on, ready for the challenges ahead.