Titan: A LitRPG Adventure (UnderVerse Book 4) Jez Cajiao (top ten books of all time TXT) 📖

that right?” I asked, and Lydia nodded, pointing to a collection of them in the pile that was growing by my feet. They glimmered faintly, their light almost extinguished, and I sighed, hoping there were more with a greater charge.

“There’s another six there; might be that there’s more, though, don’t know fer sure yet…” she said, and I nodded, letting out a deep breath.

“Bane, get your arse out there and see what you can find out; see if they’re hostile, or if they’re coming for tea,” I snapped as I picked up the manastones, dumping them into a separate bag quickly, then starting to sweep the rest of the loot into other bags, including the ‘keys’ for the portal. Lastly, I moved to the wall of the bedroom, having noticed things hanging there when I was inside earlier.

I checked quickly, pleased as I recognized some of the equipment. Standard camping gear, a bowie knife, a collection of books, all well-worn and old, but definitely from Earth, as well as a handful of more personal items, such as jewelry, random letters, and, joy of joys, a map! It showed the City of Fellmore, wherever the hell that was, but still.

You have found a Map! Do you wish to add it to your own Adventurers Map?

Yes/No

I selected yes, of course, then put it in the bag, along with a few random bits of loot, a diamond the size of a hen’s egg, two rubies that seemed to glimmer with an internal light, and a weird mesh that took me several seconds to figure out what it was. I’d almost given up, not wanting to waste the mana to examine it, when I suddenly recognized the pattern of holes.

When I did, I hit it with an ‘Examine’ immediately, before cursing as I realized the size of it.

Glove of Spell Augmentation

Further Description Yes/No

Details:

This mesh glove was made especially for a single user, Marn of Bhutan, and grants the user a 10% drop in the mana cost of spells, along with a 25% increase in spell strength, due to the alignment of chakras.

Beware: Other users may not experience the full bonus that this item granted to Lady Marn

Rarity

Magical

Durability

Charge:

Unique

Yes

87/100

100/100

It would have been both cool over my gauntlet and extremely useful, given that it was made of tiny, interwoven black rings , but even without it, my hands were far too big for it. I looked around quickly, then grinned as I spotted Miren. 

I slipped the glove into a pocket and went back to stuffing everything into bags, finding dozens of drained manastones laid about randomly.

“Well, that’s a relief,” I said, picking one up and examining it, seeing the cracks that ran through the remaining powdery crystal. “I take it this was how he was powering all the spells he was throwing at you?” I asked Yen, and she nodded.

“Most likely. The number of spells he used… I’d not expect a mortal to be able to cast anywhere near that, and certainly not the variety. Fair enough if he was a Pyromage and had been hitting us over and over with low-level fire spells only, but he was trying all kinds of things. No way he was powering the spells himself.”

“Okay, sounds good. Tang, can you get the potions from the table; who needs potions, people?” I called out. “I managed to get six mana and seven health made up last night, so…”

“What potions?” interrupted Tang.

“The ones on the table?” I called back, looking over at him in confusion.

“There are no potions on the table…” Tang replied, before taking a deep breath and calling out in a voice that was tinged with concern. “Who stripped and looted the body of the red mage?”

“Not me?” I responded, looking around and getting a variety of head shakes in response. “Nobody?” I asked, a faint edge of irritation flooding my voice as I turned and started in that direction, thinking to do it myself.

When I rounded the table to approach the corpse, though, I found a thick streak of blood, the robes, and a few piles of meat I tentatively identified as organs.

Or I would have, if they weren’t blackened and clearly rotting.

“What the fuck?” I muttered, and in seconds, Bane and Tang were by my side, as the entire group went on high alert.

I pulled up my notifications when they started to flash madly at me, and I felt my heart sink when I read them.

BEWARE! Due to the death of the ‘Master,’ this portion of the quest is still classed as completed, HOWEVER… the SkinWalker that possessed the ‘Master’ has fled and will now attempt to claim a new host… be wary, for such a creature can beguile the mind and feed on the unsuspecting.

“Motherfucker!” I shouted in fury, sweeping up my naginata from where I’d leaned it against the wall earlier and channeling a spark of fire into it, making the room grow instantly brighter as I started searching.

It didn’t take long for us to follow the trail, which led to a small crack in one wall, and then down into a pipe, through a hole that was far too small for any of us to follow, leaving a clear trail of dried blood.

“So, what, the goddamn thing is alive, even though Giint put a bolt through its brain, and it dragged itself off into the fucking sewer system?” I snarled, feeling furious at myself. All damn night, I’d felt something watching me, and it must have been this thing; plus we’d lost any fucking loot it had!

We quickly searched the area as Bane moved to the outer balcony and looked down at the gnomes that were closing in on us.

“Bane? What’s happening?” I called after we found the health and mana potions I’d left out, drained, and I had to grit my teeth to keep from snarling as a few seconds later, Bane’s voice floated back to me.

“They’re still coming, but… I don’t see the frantic aggression we had with the Badunka Riders. Giint