Gabriela And The Mad Dragon

“Gabriela is there anyway your Codex can find a way out of here?” Theodor asks.

“My codex what are you talking about?”

“Well, that’s what the thing on your wrist is called. They’re used by the Knights of Akoria. They scan and store information, which is then used to field troops, plan city construction, as well as send and receive video audio signals.”

Holding her arm up she says, “It may have found one by now I took some scans earlier.”

Tapping the screen, she pulls up a 3d model that takes up most of the room. The tunnel system is expansive, there are miles upon miles. She hadn’t realized it scan such distances. It also gives her the general location of groups of beings that are moving about.

“This one here.”

The Ratak’kus points to a small tunnel that runs south-east and up. It intersects with only one other tunnel at a rather large structure before continuing to the surface. “This could be the best option sense it gives us the ability to watch our six.”

“We best get moving then,” Theodor says.

Gathering their few things, the mixed group ready themselves for what they hope will be a rather benign trip back to the surface. Gabriela couldn’t help but feel that this adventure might have been more than she was prepared for. She had found herself chased by an angry dragon, almost killed by some snake person, and ambushed by a raptor.

“Sandi’ you bring up the rear and use the shadow protocol.” Theodor tells her. She gives a nod then taps a small patch on her armor, which then shimmers turning her into or at least appearing to turn her into shadow. “Come on big guy you’re walking with us.”

Staying low and seeking out darker paths the small group of adventurers make it to their desired tunnel without incident. Though many things still lay hidden in this trove of wander survival means leaving it behind, for now.

The tunnel though dark is partially lit by blue moss that grows along the ceiling and walls. Death and decay fill the air like a heavy fog, filling Gabi with fear. The feeling of dread and despair starts to become too much adrenaline runs through her veins telling her to run. Her heart pounds in her ear like base drum. Her vision goes blurry, and she becomes dizzy. Catching herself against the wall sounds of screams hit her hundreds, thousands, to many to count. She once again finds herself standing in a field dead. The ancient blue dragon descends causing the ground under her to shake as it lands.

“Give me What is Mine,” it says snarling.

“What is it you want?” she asks.

“I want what is mine.”

“What is yours?”

“Everything.”

When all the cobwebs are finally swept from her skull the others are standing next to her. Their faces range from confusion to concern. Gabriela can’t hide the fear that is pushing its way into her legs. “We need to get out of here now!”

“What is going on, what just happened?” Theodor asks.

“I’ll explain once we’ve left this place behind.”

“Fine but I want more than its complicated,” Theo says.

They all pick up the pace while trying not to be noisy. The corridor however is dark, and the floor is slick. The smell of decaying corpses only get stronger the closer they get to the structure they saw. Finally arriving at the entrance, they all stoop low and hug the walls scanning for anything that might give chase. But the only thing is this room is a pile of crushed corpses. As they’re about to move through to the next tunnel movement in the pile of bodies catches Belgur’s eye. A large writhing patch of limbs twitch. Raising to its full height of seven plus feet.

It looks like three torsos have been sown together. It has six legs two elongated in the back and front, while there are two strait down. It has eight arms two going in every direction. Its head is bulbus with sunken eye sockets but no eyes. Its jaw extends opening wide enough to begin swallowing an entire arm without chewing. Its skins leathery, pale, covered in some kind of slimy substance.

Belgur brings the others attention to the creature and gestures for them to be as slow and steady as possible. They each go one at a time but staying in arms distance. Sandi makes it across first and readies a crossbow, having already cocked it she only needs to place the bolt. Three quarters of the way there Belgur slips his knee clanging against the ground. The metal on stone echoes through the chamber.

The creatures head whips around staring at them, and for a moment they think it is to dumb to know anyone is there. But then it let’s out a blood scream like hundred of people being torn in two. with unworldly speed it lunges at Bulger.

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