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  [colpse]Chapter Seventy-Nine - Happy Dance

  We all just... stood there and panted as the gss golem’s body cracked and snapped apart us ow.

  “Awa, we did it,” Awen said.

  I felt my lips twitg up. “We sure did,” I said.

  gratutions! You have shattered Gss Golem, level 10. Bonus Exp is granted for breaking a struct above your level! Due to bating as a team your reward is reduced!

  “It’s dead for real then,” I said.

  Bing Bong! gratutions, your amon Bun css has reached level 8Health + 5Resilience +5You have gained: One Css PointYou have unlocked: One Css Skill Slot

  “I levelled up!” I cheered.

  “Awa, s-so did I,” Awen said. She blinked a few times and her eyes refocused until they fell oh-thank you, Broccoli.”

  “Pfft, don’t be silly, you did your part.” I gave her a big thumb’s up, then, because I still had a whole lot of adrenaline, I skipped over to her and glomped her. “Ohh, I’m so happy.” I said as I let go.

  “M-me too,” Awen said.

  I started to dance a little, shaking my hips from side to side while pumping my arms up and down to a happy beat that only I could hear.

  “What in the world are you doing?” Amaryllis asked as she walked down the hill.

  “I’m happy dang!” I said. “It’s what you do when you’re happy. You should join in.”

  “Absolutely not.”

  “Awe’s use peer pressure on her!” I cheered with a ugh. “, dance, dance!”

  I started walking the Egyptian around an increasingly flustered Amaryllis. It only got worse when Moon Moon joined in with a happy bark. His own dang looked more like a bouncy ball caught in a drier but it was definitely dang.

  “Awa, I don't know h-how to dance like that,” Awen said.

  I rushed over to her side. “It’s easy. See, you stand up like this, then you shake your booty.” I demonstrated.

  Awen, the poor soul, went very red in the face.

  Ding! For repeating a Special A a suffit number of times you have unlocked the css skill: Dang!

  I paused mid swing. “Oh, hey.”

  “What? Did the world do us all a favour and dislocated your hips to stop you from swinging them in such a debauched way?” Amaryllis asked.

  “Nope. I got the Dang skill. As a css skill. That might be handy, right?”

  Amaryllis sighed. “If it means you look like less of a fool, theainly. I’m certain Awen here would love to teach you how to dance.”

  “Awa!” Awen said. “I-I wouldn’t mind, really. Um. I’m not that good though.”

  I snorted and waved it off. “It’s fine. We look into that some other time. Did the gss golem drop anythi?”

  Amaryllis shook her head. “Dungeon made monsters outside of a dungeon act like normal creatures. I’m certain someone could find a use for all this gss, but otherwise, this is all a bit of a waste.”

  “You ’t eat it,” Moon Moon said. “It hurts going in, and it hurts more ing out.”

  “Yeah, I imagine,” I said. I decided not to think of the poor drolls that were sacrificed to discover that. “Well, we’ve proven that we take them down when w together.” I walked over to the golem and yanked my shovel out of its side with only a bit of wiggling to get it loose.

  The edge of the bde didn’t have any chips on it, but it was still a little hot to the toud there was a slight to it. Obviously it wasn’t made to have Amaryllis levels of lightning running through it.

  “We should get moving,” I said. “We might enter more of them before reag the dungeon.”

  Moon Moon nodded. “They used to always be three, and all he dungeon, but now they’re moving out of their territory.”

  I nodded. “Cool. We worked really well together, by the way! I’m proud of all of you.”

  “Stop being su idiot, we’re burning daylight,” Amaryllis said as she stomped by. I think she was only miffed because my pride in her made her back straightehough it was a very silly thing.

  e strutted by my feet, tail tall and noble as if I had included her in the people that I roud of.

  “Hmpf,” I said as I jogged after them. Awen caught up soon enough and Moon Moon ran off ahead of us to act as something of a scout. “So, how was your first fight? Was that your first fight?”

  “Awa, I guess? My uncle once brought me to the pins to fight these giant ant monsters with an arbalest. They were very weak, and it wasn’t much of a fight. Um. He just wao let me py with the Shady Lady’s neons, I think.”

  “I didn’t notiything like that on the Lady when I was on her,” I said.

  “They were given to a caravan in the north when they were about to be attacked by some roving raptors. It’s one of my uncle’s favourite stories, I think.”

  “Awesome,” I said. “You’re lucky you have such a nicle,” I said.

  “Th-thank you? I guess I am. He’s the reason I got to meet you.”

  I pulled Awen into a sideways hug, but let go when we had to step over a few rocks. The terrain grew increasingly rocky as we moved North. Then the rocks were repced by rge craters, the smallest of them a few meters across. The tres were bck marks on the ndscape and the edges had sharp demarcations and jutting spikes, as if someone had hit a pte with a hammer.

  “What made these?” I asked as I gestured to the dozens of craters dotting the ndscape.

  “Dragons,” Moon Moon said. “A long time ago.” The droll pointed ahead. “That hill, then we’re he dungeon.”

  The hill wasn’t a hill at all. It was the outside wall of a crater, one wide enough that aire vilge could have filled it.

  The ground was bright, sparkling with gssy refles that showed where the sand and dirt had been worn off by wind and rain. The bottom of the crater had turned into a desote valley of sorts, one where nothing grew. And all along the edges were pilrs of stoheir interior sides turo molten gss.

  “Whoa,” I said. I couldn’t begin to imagihe power of whatever had created the crater. It had to be something like a bomb, but immensely powerful.

  “This is where the dragons fought,” Moon Moon said. He poio a spot along the edge of the crater where there were quite a few mssy pilrs. “That’s the pce with the dungeon.”

  “Are all dragons this strong?” I asked.

  Amaryllis hummed. “Just about. This looks like it’s decades old. Maybe even more than that. Were it closer to civilization I’m certain the area would have been stripped already. Moon Moon, do you know which dragons fought here?”

  Moon Moon nodded. “Yes. Lesdenthree, She Who Rules Over Sandy Lands With Her Cws of Iron and Her Breath of Electric Fmes, the Lady of the Brightest Psma. And Knight Dragon, Shmug, Eater of Caerbannog Bunnies.”

  “Those are some titles,” I said.

  “Dragons are like that,” Amaryllis said. “I think both of them are still alive, so this fight wasn’t enough to kill either one.”

  I swallowed and looked over the ndscape that looked like it had endured a low-yield hat’s kind of scary.”

  “The first bit of on seo pass between your ears. Let’s check out that dungeon.”

  Amaryllis hopped off the side of the hill and fpped her way down. The rest of us were a lot slower in making our way down. I could have jumped, but I wao make sure that Awen and Moon Moon made it down safely.

  Goosebumps crawled up my arms as we crossed the valley at a slow walk. Everytime the wind blew it made the pilrs around the crater humm and sparkling dust would twist and twirl around in the air.

  Amaryllis stopped o a sort of tunnel in the forest of gssy pilrs. It was a dark passageway that seemed to go deep into the side of the crater. “We’ll che our things now,” she said.

  I nodded and brought up Mister Menu.

  NameBroccoli Bunbsp; RaceHuman (Riftwalker) First Cssamon Bun First Css Level

  8? Age

  16?  Health

  125? Stamina

  130? Mana

  115?  Resilience

  35? Flexibility

  35? Magic

  20?  SkillsRank amon Bun Skills ingB - 86% JumpingC - 100% GardeningD - 23% CuteD - 100% DangF - 05%  General Skills` InsightC - 47% Makeshift on ProficyE - 89% ArcheologyF - 57% FriendmakingD - 100% Physical ManakinesisF - 43%   Skill points

  4? General Skill Points

  1?  I had plenty of skill points, but I wao save three of them for ing’s Rank A. As soon as that was done I would put the rest into Jumping. I could probably spare a point or two ter fardening and Dang, just to see what they did.

  My General Skill point might go into Friendmaking, but that wasn’t immediately useful, not in a dungeon, I didn’t think. So that wouldn’t ge either.

  Putting points into Cute was right out.

  I checked my gear in a hurry, then nodded. “I’m as ready as I be,” I said.

  “Awa, m-me too,” Awen said.

  Amaryllis shook her head and poofed pen and paper ience before she crouched down. “Broccoli, Awen, Moon Moon, how are your potion stocks?”

  “Ah, I’m fresh out,” I said.

  “I don’t have any,” Awen said.

  Moon Moon was chasing his tail.

  “Right.” Amaryllis scratched a few things on her paper and the it off with a poof. Moments ter a book a trifecta potions appeared. “Two each,” She said as she gestured to the potions.

  I pced one in my bandoleer, the other in my backpack surrounded by some cloth to keep it from breaking. “Does y work in a dungeon?” I asked.

  “No, it won’t,” Amaryllis said. “Which is why I got this out now.”

  “Oh,” I said as I reized the title of the book. Midhve’s pendium of Dungeons and Associated Csses. “Do you think this dungeon will be in there?”

  Amaryllis shrugged and started leafing through the book. Soon enough she went ‘aha’ and poked a page with the tip of a talon. “Here it is.”

  Awen and I both crowded around her shoulder to read. Even e jumped onto Amaryllis’ p, though I think it was more to be in the way than to see what the fuss was.

  “Awa,” Awen said. She rooted around in her little hip sad pulled out a pair of big round spectacles. “S-sorry,” she said as she slid them on. They made her eyes look huge.

  “Those look cute on you,” I said before returning to the book.

  The Path of Broken ReflesApprox Dungeon levels 5-7Suggested levels 10+Party position: 3+Special warnings: Illusions. Mind Games

  Located North-West of Greenshade and along the Eastern fringes of the Ostri desert.

  At ToW this dungeon has three floors.The delve room is built in a rge ravih bridges spanning the gaps from floor to floor. Beware of wires between bridges preventing clever delvers from skipping ahead. Otherwise safe.

  First Floor: Puzzle room. Move pilrs to move beams of light to the crystal above the exit. Each moved pilr summons a guardian Gss Golem (on).Sed Floor: Narre over pitfall trap. Mirrors on sides will attract attention towards sides. Mental resistance suggested.Third Floor: Boss room. Large open arena where a Lesser Gss Wyrm (unon) awaits the delvers. Flying boss. Will strafe and use minor illusions.

  Loot rewards:Mirrors, small gss onsCss reward:Gss on cssSpecializes in ratacks and creating items out of gss.

  “Looks easy enough,” I said.

  Amaryllis shook her head. “No. Look at the date.” She poked the numbers at the end.

  “Um. And what’s the date today?”

  She sighed. “This is over a year out of date, nearly two. When I stood by the entra said the dungeon was levels seven to ten. We expee, maybe two more floors.”

  I nodded and looked into the dark pit of the dungeon. Part of me wao back off, tell the world to find someone else for its me quests.

  A bigger part of me was excited to run in there and have an adventure.

  “Well the’s go fight a wyrm!”