Novel & Cerita Dungeon Tou De Yadoya

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The troops grew even closer as Nya skirted across the open space toward the rise in stone where the doorway to the staircase protruded from the flat walkway. Reaching the barrier, she tried the knob and found it locked. Slate signaled for her to stand aside and then used his brute strength to force the door open. With a nod, she entered the dark stairwell, Slate right behind her. In front of her, she saw nothing but darkness--save the glowing, round white spheres that could be nothing other than a set of eyeballs. “Zans!” Nya cursed, wondering what had gone wrong. They weren’t alone after all.

“You’re Master Gray, right? I’m Taylor Yost, the patrol of Eternalporium.” “You’re from Eternalporium?” Adalon raised his brows and replied flatly, “Pleasure to meet you, Patrol Yost.” Taylor continued with a smile on his face. “I heard that you want to meet Hell Doyen, right? I’ll bring you there right away!” Adalon nodded. “Okay.” All of them came to the cell that contained Hell Doyen. Adalon shouted, “Junior!”

I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and it took me a few moments to realise that I was locked up in the lowest dungeon. There was no window and no light. It reeked of mould and other unsightly things. I felt sick and wished that I had never left the packhouse that night. I tried to stand up from the floor but was pulled back by something which made me scream because I realised I was chained to the wall like an animal. The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon.

With the help of Ara, it didn’t take that long to get to the palace dungeon. Ara said, “If my brother has chosen to imprison anyone, it should be in this dungeon. Let me handle everything from here. I’m sure that Sun is imprisoned there.” As Yuna and Ara approached the dungeon, they noticed a guard dozing off at the entrance. Both of them snuck into the dungeon swiftly without alarming the sleeping guard.

Adam added. Ferdinand stood there a while, the group was getting ready for a battle anytime soon, when Ferdinand suddenly said, " Follow me." He turned and started climbing down the staircase leading down to the dungeons. " I hope you guys know what you are doing. Dagon is a very dangerous being." Ferdinand sighed. As planned, Norman and his men stood at the entrance of the prison and Ferdinand led the rest of the crew down to the dungeons. Ferdinand led them to Lyra and her mother's cell. Adam spotted Lyra, sitting at a corner in her mother's arms.

Puc had handpicked them exactly for moments like this. He clicked once over the comm. “Ghost One reporting. Dawlya perimeter wards unstable. Confirm visual?” Three double-clicks answered. His squad saw it too. They descended. The approach to the Dawlya enclave had always been treacherous twisted stone, black sand, and thin patches of magical distortion. Tonight, the distortions flickered like dying embers. Whatever the Dawlya council had done, whatever ritual they attempted, whatever circle they tried to seize or restrain had torn chunks out of the very ground.

Clay smiled, “My best friend is working on that now. He should be breaking through that wall any time now.” Jenna looked at the wall he pointed at, “That wall is made of stone. How is he breaking through? Dynamite?” Clay laughed. "What is Dynamite? Dragons are strong!” Jenna nodded. The only thing she knew about dragons was what she had read in books. She was still contemplating the existence of dragons when the wall began to shake. “Here he comes,” exclaimed Clay excitedly. Thunderous blows hit the wall until it split, revealing a man who walked through the hole he had made. Light immediately flooded the dungeon, “Yale, you big brute! Took you long enough!”

Damian steps in front of me, blocking me from the creepy guy's view. “What do you want and who are you?” Damian yells. “Oh pardon me. My name is Fujin, Master of the Yashida Clan. The order of wind and air.” He bows. “And I believe you are wanted by Lord Raiden, Mr. Morningstar.” He smiles darkly. Yashida? Where have I heard of that name before? “I ain’t going anywhere unless you need me for something.” Damian says. “Please Mr. Morningstar, don’t make this more difficult than it has to.”

I know food supplies are stored here, but other than that, I'm unaware that the dungeons are in use. Henry lights a torch and begins his descent into the lower bowels. The niggling feeling in my gut expands. Why would she be down here? After we reach the bottom, Henry walks down a long hallway. The smell of human waste hits my nostrils and my gut twists. He stops at the door at the end of the hall. There's a large piece of wood securing the entry. "She's in there?" I hiss as I push back the fire rising in my throat.