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『Golem』

Three locked stone doors doors on the sides and an open archway at the end, the path ahead was clear and our dear party was making their way down the stone laden corridor. It was cold, damp, and the dim lighting was getting darker the farther they traversed. It was as if the dungeon was alive, watching and monitoring them.

Jack could see the room at the end of the hall, thanks to his Angelic sight, the darkness didn't bother him. However, he was quick to notice that one member of their party wasn't holding up very well as it got darker.

Pressing against his side was Vivian, the Princess. He could feel her fingers knotting up with the holy robes which he wore. His eyes drifted over to her, she was shaking.

Frantically she was looking around, her breathing was erratic. It looked like she was perspiring, glistening in this dim lit corridor.

"Afraid of the Dark?" Jack inquired, not getting much of a response other than her fingers digging into his sleeve as he reached down to place a hand on her shoulder.

She was almost like a frightened kitten, clinging to whatever she could feel or see.

Perhaps the dark reminded her of the sack she had spent some time in. He had no idea how long she had been prisoner, how long she had been without her fingers or her toes, let alone the time she spent enclosed in the dark.

Jack took in a deep breath and let it all out in a single huff, nudging to fingers against the side of her head without looking. Yet when he tried to do that, he suddenly felt something warm and moist closing around them. Immediately he turned his head and gazed at the sight of his fingers in her mouth. Her teeth were lightly grazing his knuckles, her warm lips dryly sticking to his skin.

He could see her eyes glowing a multiple toned malachite green among the cool blue hue of the dungeon itself. "Hm..."

The other members of the party stopped and turned around.

Nakajima raised a brow at what he was seeing, "What in the seven hells are you doing?"

Jack simply glanced over at Nakajima from the corner of his socket, before returning his gazer back to Vivian who was still peering up at him. Even though her mouth was warm, she was still trembling, shivering as if she were cold.

Slowly removing his fingers from her mouth, he'd wipe them on his robes.

"S-s-sorry.." Vivian swallowed her saliva, her eyes continuing to glow in the dark.

"No... It's alright," Jack proceeded to place his hand on the top of her head for a moment before tilting his head to the side. "Remember the spells, I granted you."

Vivian blinked a few times as he had said this and slowly nodded in understanding. The fundamental spells he had given to her would help.

Especially as she went on to hold out her open hand in front of her, her palm to the ceiling, she called upon 『Light Wisp』. Suddenly a orb about the same size of her palm appeared, radiating pure white light which lit up approximately thirty meters in all directions. It would hover directly over her head, ambient and contrast to their surroundigns.

"Is that better?" Jack inquired, seeing as her trembling at had quickly ceased and she didn't look like she was on the brink of tears.

Bobbing her head up and down to affirm how she was, the five of them would all continue their approach on the large opening at the end of the corridor, which was the entrance of a larger room.

It was likely this room was where the mini-boss was. Each Dungeon had one, at least one anyways, since some of them had multiple. The maximum in the game was thought to have been three, though Jack had been in a dungeon where there had been five.