The stairs started to curve to the side, and spirally descend. I quickly found out that this part of the dungeon is made of several floors with an open staircase connecting them all. There were several rooms all around, without any doors, clearly visible in the red light of the crystals. They looked like a combination of study and laboratory, but what's more important, in every single one of them was an orc mage.
Several fireballs flew my way, and I had to shadow walk inside one of the rooms, to quickly kill the spellcaster. I repeated this several times to clear the whole floor. Fortunately, the staircase didn't get destroyed by the explosions, but the steps were all now blackened, and probably very hot.
I looked down, to see if the explosions alarmed more of them, and almost got hit straight to the head by one. I stepped back, to avoid it at the last second, and the magic exploded on the ceiling right above me forcing me to crouch.
- Fuck - escaped my mouth.
