Page 91 of I Ran Away to Evil
A field of golden flowers bowing to the wind under a blue sky dotted all over with racing clouds greeted us. My hair picked up in the wind and blew into my face.
I was going to let go of Keith’s hand and try to fix my hair, but he squeezed it and said, “[By the Grey-Scale Wing, Tame the Elements].”
Magic settled over me, and my hair and clothes stopped whipping about. Keith, with his long black hair in a ponytail, stood pristine beside me. He smiled and waved with his free hand. “Shall we?”
I think I already loved dungeon delving with my Dark Magician King.
The second we stepped off the platform, I contemplated activating [Sword Aura] so I could see where all the monsters were, but finally decided against it. That would have been overkill on the first floor of a midlevel-strength dungeon. The best we’d find here was a level five, and that would be the boss monster for the floor.
“This floor is covered in goblin lilies, so watch where you step,” Keith let me know as we walked through the ankle-high grass. He blushed a bit and continued, “Ah, my apologies. You’re a veteran, so I won’t talk your ear off with every little dungeon detail.”
“Just because I’m a veteran doesn’t mean I know everything,” I teased him. “Are the local goblin lilies poisonous?”
“Yes, but they aren’t lethal. The thorns have a paralytic effect to slow down their prey long enough to eat them alive. They take root in the grass.” Keith pointed off to our left. “There’s a lake off in that direction where most of the larger monsters mill about. And over there”—he pointed to our right—“is a floofpoof nest.”
“Hmm.” I looked around but couldn’t see anything but grass. “Where is the boss?”
“With the floofpoof nest,” Keith said. “Are you close to leveling? Should we clear out every floor or race to the stronger levels?”
I checked my character sheet.
Name:
Henrietta Doryn of Drendil
Occupation:
Experimental Subject Minion
Level:
67
Experience Points:
15994/16750
Hit Points:
