"Fight! Bleed! Rally to your lord and fell these intruders! I command you to murder these humans in our masters name!" Screeches the Despot as waves of red energy surge from him after every word, those touched by the energy increasing their attack speed, damage, and defense if their allied while slowing the enemies slightly. While the remaining dungeon mobs charge and slash at the approaching forms of Bertram and Stein, Anissa dashes forward with a whistle before growling again as the banshee dodges her attack.
"Silly shadow, you face Lafey the once famous bard of Gotyr! I cannot be silenced by one such as you!" Giggles Lafey before whistling gently, a beam of wind shooting from her lips and leaving a small crater where Anissa once stood.
"Famous my perfectly pale ass! You were killed by the real talent for plotting against the king, then came back for hating the man who created true music. Your nothing but the face of betrayal that was better off lost to the annals of time!" Mocks Anissa viscously as she lashes out with her dagger, the curve of the blade just barely kissing Lafey's grey skin and opening a wound that can't bleed.
"Bitch! My skin! You've....You've....FLAWED ME!!!!" Screeches Lafey as she glares at the assassin, her screech starting to vibrate as several stones and a lone creature disintegrate. Staring in shock Anissa attempts to dodge the attack before letting out a whimper as her left foot is hit by the blast, the flesh and bone turning to a bloody mist as she's thrown towards the despot and tries to crawl away.
"Ah the sneak. Our lord has asked us to show you mercy if you lay down your arms and surrender to our power. If you do not he has allowed us to also use your body as a war standard to increase morale and show our enemies their future fates. Choose your future." Growls the Despot as Lafey hovers nearby massaging her throat.
Looking first at the Despot then at Lafey Anissa's face finally relaxes as she smiles and tears fall from her eyes. Both bosses stare in confusion before she looks into the Despots eyes and throws her daggers from her hands, the blades scraping across the ground before tumbling from the edge and falling onto the small staircase leading to their area. As she nods the Despot hits one of the runes that Narghal embedded near his throne, the rune glowing a bright silver before a slave cage emerges from the ground and captures Anissa within. As the cage sinks back into the ground the Despot and Lafey nod to each other before marching into the fray, both prepared for a battle now that the easy part is done.
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'Anissa, its nice to talk to you finally! Adventurer to crystal. I'm hoping you aren't planning some type of betrayal because we have a multitude of fun to contain you if you try to escape or attack.' I warn happily as the Assassin sits in the middle of her cage drinking a glowing gold potion, the bleeding nub at her ankle slowly starting to grow pinkish nuggets as skin coats the wound.
"You need to be careful of Bertram and Stein dungeon core! Stein is the avatar of that mad dungeon, he sends the weakest from our camp to the damn thing as an offering and the only reason we're all still around is because of it. Bertram is a monster in the literal sense! His mother was a titan and his father was an ogre and both were dungeon boss creatures of an ancient dungeon. He hated dungeon life so butchered his way through the floors and found freedom after destroying his home core but sent his family and everyone else in that dungeon into the damn void for his freedom. He can change into a hybrid form that can kill everything in that room and is at least a low to mid B rank. Stein is a shadow mage that can raise the dead. He needs to speak though and that's why we sewed his mouth shut with enchanted rope. I just want to keep my few people alive and build a better damn group than bandits. Can you help me?" She rushes out before sucking in breathes, the once stoic face of the heartless assassin now tear streaked and desperate as she watches my core in hope for an answer.
Before being able to respond a prompt appears in front off my crystal and I smile happily as I read an accept the new quest presented.
{New faction quest recieved! Anissa Shadowheart has declared her loyalty to her remaining people and refuses to acknowledge the leadership of the Bandit King Garthok or his Commander Bertram the Butcher any longer. In exchange for your help she has pledged to come to your dungeons aid in times of need and allow all sentient dungeon creatures within her towns/cities/villages as long as they are peaceful and respectful. She has also declared a new pledge of loyalty to the dungeon core Kyle and has tasked you with the destruction of both the Avatar of Gotyr-Stein and the Butcher of Bunwick-Bertram!}
'Done Ani, I always knew I liked you since the minute you said my boots were cool. ' I say as the small woman lets a shaky smile show before a roar is heard on the screen and we watch as Bertram and Stein both begin to glow.
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"Damn vermin! Rejoice for your blood shall be my warpaint!" Screams Bertram as his body begins to grow taller, a ripping sound filling the room as his skin shreds off his body to be replaced by stone and crystal.
"Puny dungeon creatures. The great dungeon of castle Gotyr will claim your pathetic crystal and all of you will be forced to serve weather alive or undead. As his avatar I shall rain his fury upon you!" Laughs Stein as the pieces of his mouth stitching falls to the ground before three sets of skeletal arms burst from his back. He Smiles maliciously, his teeth sharpened like steak knives as his skin begins to flake away to show a skeletal creature underneath. Several spike tipped tails lash back and fourth as wings of bone and shadow unfurl from his throat, a single eye of crimson looking around the clearing as the two newly transformed threats choose their new victims.