The Crafter's Dominion: A Dungeon Core Novel (Dungeon Crafting Book 5) Jonathan Brooks (books that read to you txt) 📖

between the two were immediately obvious, as the central pole of the Sonic version was twice as long at 6 feet; also, instead of one long pole, the Sonic Blademasters were in a “V” shape.  In addition, what was a little worrisome were the “blades” that covered the “V”; Sandra had been expecting even larger, heavier, and sharper blades, but these were the exact opposite for some reason.  Instead of blades – which would make sense, given its name – there were discs with oddly shaped holes punched into them, with the pole running through the middle of them.  The edges of the disks themselves seemed sharp, though they didn’t appear as deadly as their predecessor’s.

Regardless of what she thought of them, Sandra sent the whole dozen of her new Sonic Blademasters towards her dwindling constructs still holding back the tide.  They zoomed through the tunnel at fairly high speed, the point of their “V” shapes angled forward; the group of them flew down the miles-long tunnel in a formation reminiscent of a flock of birds, an odd whistling sound following them as air passed through the holes in their strange disks.

It didn’t take long for them to arrive and rescue the remaining handful of Roaring Blademasters, 2 Titanium Anacondas, and one battered Steel-plated Behemoth keeping the large force of Beast-type Monsters at bay.  Without waiting, Sandra instructed her new constructs to attack—and was shocked halfway out of her furious state at what she saw and heard.

The open end of their “V” shape rotated towards the nearest Crocatile, and both poles of their forms started to spin in opposite directions.  She heard a high-pitched whistling coming from each of the Sonic Blademasters, which slowly ramped up in intensity over the next 10 seconds. Eventually, the whistle was so intense that if she or her other constructs had ears, they would likely be bleeding – an impact which appeared to be afflicting the Crocatile and other Beasts at the moment.  Large boars, a few frightening bear-monkey creatures that looked capable of bending bars of Steel with their hands, and the Crocatile shrank back in obvious pain as their eardrums were blown out and blood started to run down the sides of their heads.  Even then, the sheer intensity of the sounds was enough to obviously disorient them a little – at least, that was the impression she got from the look in their eyes.

Before the whistling seemed to reach a crescendo as the Sonic Blademasters spun faster and faster, one of the bear-monkey Beasts picked up one of the staggering boars nearby and threw it towards the cluster of Blademasters floating in the air.  The body of the boar was torn apart by the spinning disks of three of her new constructs, but the impact also threw off their equilibrium; they were spinning so fast that any slight change in their weight was disastrous.  All three started to wobble slightly at first, but the next second they practically exploded as they ripped themselves apart.

Luckily, none of the shrapnel hit the other new Blademasters, which – Sandra assumed – were now approaching the speed they were striving for over the last 15 seconds.  Because of the attack by the bear-monkey Beast, who appeared to be working towards picking up another staggering boar, all of them turned their attention to the new threat.  The air in front of each spaced-out Blademaster seemed to vibrate, distorting in a way that looked like a cross between extreme heat waves and the way Echo could bend the light around her form to make herself practically invisible.

The thought of the Elf made the redness in her vision darken again, because she was counting on the Bonded Ranger to get help from her people.  Instead, she had abandoned Sandra and the others around the wasteland to their fate, just like—

Oh, wow!  Now that’s what I’m talking about!

The distortion from each of the remaining Sonic Blademasters seemed to expand in the blink of an eye, shooting towards the bear-monkey Beast faster than the agile creature could avoid.  When the wavy distortions from 9 different spinning constructs hit the living body of the creature, they literally shredded the bear-monkey from one end to the other.  Blood, flesh, bones—they were all blasted apart and flew backwards, covering the incoming Beasts still streaming from the dungeon in all matter of nasty viscera before disappearing.

As one, the flock of Blademasters turned their “blades” of deadly sound toward the boars, tearing them up just as easily, before concentrating on the Crocatile.  Instead of being blasted apart in less than a second, the tough, furry hide of the Beast seemed to withstand the pressure of the Sonic blades for a few seconds, though it obviously hurt; the Crocatile tried to stumble out of the way, but it was too late.  A large hole about 2 feet wide was finally punched through the side of the Beast’s hide, allowing access to the softer flesh inside – which practically exploded as it was chewed up by 9 Blademasters concentrating on that single spot.

This…is…amazing!  With these, I can destroy everything in my path and become the strongest Dungeon Core in the world!  These delusions of grandeur – originating with Sandra or whomever else – were shattered when a simple fist-sized rock came from the direction of the other dungeon, thrown by another one of the bear-monkeys.  The spherical stone hit the spinning pole of one of the Blademasters, ricocheted off, and took an unlucky bounce that sent it careening off towards another, before being knocked toward the wall.  The two Blademasters, thrown off by the impacts, quickly grew unstable and shattered into dozens of pieces, which unfortunately managed to strike 2 others, causing them to break apart as well.

Now down to 5 Sonic Blademasters and suddenly seeing the downside to so much power, Sandra realized that she hadn’t suddenly found the solution to all her problems.  Still,