Unscramble Dungeon Novels & Stories

Seeing his son who was still grumbling, Duke Leon tried to divert their conversation. “There's actually something I want to show you about this.” “Come, come with me to take a look and investigate the dungeon now,” said Duke Leon again in a soft voice. Altair couldn't say anything right now so Altair simply replied, "Okay." They walked towards the dungeon and they were greeted through a stairwell already faced with a magic barrier made of chains coated with green Mana to open them having to use Mana and the other Mana Controllers of course could also open the place.

It was as if the very walls of the dungeon were soaked in the tears of the tormented souls that inhabited it. With the surroundings shrouded in an ominous gloom, I relied on Lena's keen vision to pierce through the shadows. The dungeon stretched before me, a labyrinth of grimy walls and murky passageways, each corner cloaked in an unsettling stillness broken only by the mournful wails that echoed through the air.

Why did I still care, though? "I know," I pouted. I gave her the best puppy dog eyes I could muster. "Fine," she groaned. "I'll tell you where he is, but hey! You owe me big-time." After Jenny gave me directions, I located the spot. At first, I thought I hadn't gotten the directions right. The dungeon was in a secluded center of the grounds - hidden in plain sight. Apparently, it was underground. I squatted down and removed the four corner metal cover. The opening underneath led to a flight of stairs that went further underground.

” When I realized that he didn't care, I started screaming at the pack members. “You all will die tomorrow. There's going to be an attack, be careful.” I screamed as I struggled against them. Soon we descended the last flight of stairs into the dungeon. It was cold and foreboding. The walls of made of grey stone that seemed impenetrable as it absorbed the faint light that managed to filter in from the high slits above. The air was heavy with the scent of mold and decay. The only reason I could place the scent was became it smelt like the restaurant I was fired from.

A mere dungeon was nothing! He proceeded to take the stairways but paused, glancing over his shoulders to where I was standing behind him. "Least I forget, you might want to exercise caution while taking the stairs." I arched my brows. " What do you mean, Uncle? " I asked quietly. Now I was beginning to get a little sacred. My heart thudded in my chest and I quickly swallowed. "Well, you see this dungeon is over ten thousand years old, Xavier and it was built as a refuge base during the ancient wars. I can't vouch for the railings so I suggest you should be mindful of your steps and stay close to me. Is that understood?"