Page 176 of I Ran Away to Evil 3
“Really? I didn’t realize it changed to suit the wearer’s needs.” Gerda smiled. “Oh, did you need another Veralyn’s Enchanted Restraint Manacles?”
“I’m fine,” John replied.
With that, Gerda dropped a variety of specialty potions, two for each of the party members to carry. She also handed over a few sleep and paralysis poisons.
“Isn’t this a bit much?” Jeffry asked, holding up an advanced, high-level health potion that would heal a thousand hit points instantly.
“No,” Gerda replied, reminding him, “This is the woman who has preparedspecificallyto fight us. We only just discovered she’s here.”
“This is also a reminder that no one is to directly face Alice,” Julian ordered. “Leave her to me.”
“Or me,” Gerda added, and there was suddenly an ax in her hands. She walked up to the Void bubble and poked it with the weapon. The bubble popped easily.
Julian assumed the barrier wasn’t actually blocking passage; dungeons responded to blocked gates poorly. The mana inside built up quickly and exploded everything in the area to reopen the path.
Gerda turned to face them. “One last thing.”
Julian raised an eyebrow. He couldn’t think what else they would need on top of everything else.
“Activate these before we go.” Gerda summoned spell scrolls. Seven. She handed them out, one each and two for Tully.
[Spell Scroll:Mental Resistance]
Ah.
CHAPTER 97
A Suitable Final Boss
Gerda
The first thing I saw when we arrived on level ten was a colossal cavern. Ice stalactites larger than I was had fallen from the ceiling, splitting the floor in places.
In the center of the room, an icy wyvern only slightly smaller than Her Eminence Feliwyn lay dead, curled up on the cavern floor. Guild Mistress Alice sat on the wyvern, looking down at us. Around her were three others: her dungeon delving party members.
She looked like a suitable final boss.
“At last, you’re here,” Alice said, jumping down from the boss monster. Her white feather celestial wings spread out behind her, delicately controlling her fall.
“Is that dungeon monster dead?” Pram asked from somewhere behind me. “And still here?”
“Looks like it,” John replied.
“It’s time toendthis, Gerda.” Alice took a fighting stance.
One of the celestial’s party members, a lizardkin wearing wizard robes, turned to their seven-foot-tall giant tank holding a broadsword. “She never told us it would be four versus seven?”
“Worth the money,” the giant said, holding up his sword and getting into a fighting stance. The lizardkin looked unconvinced but started chanting.
“Were you just sitting up there waiting for us this whole time?” Sir Tully asked Alice, sounding confused.
“You have to admit, it looked spectacular,” I told the paladin.
He pulled out his extra [Mental Resistance] scroll. “Did you need this?”
“I’m going to kill you,” Alice said, lifting one hand. “By the Will of the Eternal Rest, [Void Arrow].”
Her mage also cast, “By the Great Sun, [Fire Spear],” as her tank swung his sword in an arch. “[Bludgeoning Cut].”
