Dungeon Predator Novels & Stories

Applying that logic, he observed the creature's lack of movement, its communication with the anchor, and its focus on him and not moving towards anyone else. Aren identified the creature as "the floor guardian" from the back of the group. Kael remained focused on the creature, not taking his eyes from it. Professor Hale then asked Aren for clarification, saying, "Explain." Aren explained, "Chapter nine of the dungeon ecology framework states that high-depth dungeons with active probability sources can generate guardian-class entities. These entities protect the source node and are not typical monsters." He initially viewed this as theoretical until now. "It is literal," Cassia confirmed Aren

He directed his speech to the doctor and ran out to that suspicious tunnel And he is bare-chested..sweat fills his chest and..muscles He entered quickly without caring. The tunnel or dungeon was very deep, behind him were the guards and men of the herd of Ultm - his Mate 's flock - " Alpha". Harry shrieked running toward a deeply fainted man, with many, many men near him, some of them dead - some dead - and others breathing hard, just like Jack. Zayn's gaze shook, cautiously looking at the place , "Harry let him go," ordering him and the rest of his pack to oppose him .

Be sure to think twice, otherwise you won't be able to find the right path you're looking for. Until we completed the revolution, we will meet again and the world shall be changed, forever. - Black Wolf's Clan Empire. PS: Please take care of our precious Donna. PPS: You won't be able to solve the first labyrinth not until you end the maze. You are trapped inside the labyrinth, forever. "Who the hell is this Donna?" Team spat back as he was trembling with rage as he read the message.

Everyone prepared themselves and pin the last part of their chains to the wrought. “Convel, I want you to grab our prisoner.” My eyes never blinked this fast before. “Why?” “I want her to see us, to see what we believe in, and to see how we make sure everyone is safe.” I nodded as a response to what he said. He is determined to let humans, especially hunters, understand us. Minutes after leaving Alarick and my beer, I finally arrived at the dungeon with no guards around because of the blood moon. I slowly entered the dungeon. It was dark, but our eyes could see everything, no matter how dim the surroundings were.

I stood there observing while still maintaining the dome, yung mga bandits na na trap sa loob are slowly dropping their weapons one by one. While some still choose to resist. Ang iba ang nawalan na pag-asa, they are facing an elite knight squad and mage. An elemental mage. 'I'm hungry...' Droon's voice suddenly echoed inside my head. I was even more alerted. Droon isn’t the type to crave food or be hungry if there’s no powerful magic or mana in the area.

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

The king said, calling the names of each of the utmost exalted elders present starting with those on the right hand part of the table to those on the left hand part and lastly the one at the far edge. “Your majesty, my stance remains the same either as an official or personally, that glass-eyed monster must be killed before he becomes strong and destroys us all.” White-haired predator said with a slight bow but Sword-saint predator instantly grew mad as he slammed his hand on the table “My grandson is not a monster.” He yelled in rage “Sword-saint, you aren’t thinking things through, you’re letting your emotion cloud your judgment.” Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally

Down the staircase and a short hall, the door I came to was closed and I opened it quietly. Paul Jameson was alone in the big bed, seemingly passed out on his stomach. I was already here and he was almost too easy a target for me. I loosened the strap on my leg and took the Karambit out and slid my fingers around the grip. It felt like coming home as the knife became an extension of my hand.

But in the end this one is also a predictor judging from its huge size. I may be found this stupid but I did trust on the scripture I am getting null byte that everyone here is not the predictor. Though there are high chances for me to prove wrong, you can laugh at me all you want. Although this creature shows no interest in dumping us in her nest and starting a feast on us. Despite its throw us near the rusty village.

The prey was actually a predator. * #TBC