The Dungeon Fairy: Two Choices: A Dungeon Core Escapade (The Hapless Dungeon Fairy Book 2) Jonathan Brooks (online e reader TXT) 📖

addition to that, they could apparently go to the top of the list of delvers once a week because of their find, though now Tacca knew why they hadn’t been back until then – they had been busy building a town from the ground up.  From what he said and didn’t say, she had the feeling that his status as Chief was really just honorary – and that the female Hill Dwarf was the real brains behind the entire situation.

“Not much to tell, huh?” the Elf asked with a friendly smirk on her face.  “You know, you could probably group up with just about anybody, since you have access to this dungeon without having to wait.  Why us?”

“Why not?” the Bonded Caster replied with a shrug.  “We certainly don’t like those Merchants, though they haven’t done anything overt other than be a nuisance.  And, as you said, most of the Raiders in The Village are already grouped up, so it was just our good luck that you came along when you did.”

“Good luck”?  Good luck, my a—

Just then, as if they were waiting for the group to finish their conversation, the two Root Foxes near the entrance attacked, catching most of them by surprise.  The Scout, his head on a swivel looking for dangers, saw one of them attacking out of the corner of his eye and managed to shout a warning just before they slammed into the Caster and the Healer with a powerful jump, knocking the smaller Hill Dwarf on her back, while only causing the Human to stumble.  The warning was just enough, however, for the 2 Fighters to respond before either of their group members could get seriously hurt.

The Hill Dwarf slammed his small shield into the face of the Fox that had knocked the Caster over and was currently on top of her chest; the creature was slightly injured from the attack, but it was also knocked off and away so hard that it hit the nearby wall with more than a little force.  Neither impact did enough damage to kill it, though the Fox was beat up pretty badly when it limped back to the fight.  Before it could attack anyone else, it got its head smashed in by a follow-up attack by the smaller Fighter, the Rusty Iron Mace he had acquired from her dungeon doing more than enough damage.

The Elven Fighter fumbled her sword and dropped it in her surprise and haste, though she recovered enough to help the Healer out of his predicament; the Human still had his mace hanging at his waist and was in no way prepared to defend himself.  Instead of picking up her sword, the tall Fighter simply kicked out and slammed her booted foot into the side of the Root Fox that was attempting to attack again.  Similar to the brown-colored Fox that was slammed by the Hill Dwarf’s shield, this one went flying across the room from the kick, though it wasn’t nearly as hurt.  Still, it gave the Elf long enough to pick up her sword, which she inexpertly wielded but “somehow” managed to maneuver it into place so that the creature essentially impaled itself.

Tacca’s “luck” at work again.

No one was hurt, but the Healer looked a little annoyed that they were attacked in the first place.  “I thought you had been in here before?  Was this something new?”

The Hill Dwarf Fighter’s face turned red in apparent embarrassment.  “Well…no.  I just forgot about them,” he said with an unhappy shrug.  “Now that we’re here, I’ll try to stay focused and let you know about anything else coming up.”

The others seemed to believe him, or at least hope that he was serious, because they moved on after picking up the rewards left behind by the two deceased creatures.  As soon as they were halfway down the room, the Hill Dwarf Fighter looked back at the Caster for just a moment, with some sort of silent communication passing between them.  Between one step and another, something strange happened to her Bonded Fighter – which shocked both him and Tacca.

A wave of a nearly invisible force quickly shot out from his body in a spherical bubble, passing through everything in her dungeon room and extending out nearly 50 feet in every direction.  Tacca thought it might be some sort of attack, but it didn’t seem to be dangerous in any way.  Instead, the 4 Root Foxes she had hiding near the base of the trees near the exit were highlighted in a glowing red outline, easily marking their presence.

The appearance of the glowing outlines seemed to shock the Fighter; she watched as he looked at the pinpointed appearance of the creatures waiting for them ahead with widened eyes…just before he tripped over his own feet because his attention was somewhere else.  None of the others seemed to see the red outlines, or to even witness the wave of force blasting out of the Hill Dwarf’s body; Tacca knew where they were, of course, since she was a Dungeon Core and could locate anything in her dungeon, but no one else seemed to be aware that anything had happened.

That must be the Dungeon Sight Ability the two Hill Dwarves received from the Bond.  If that’s the case, then the Ability is even more powerful than I thought.  From his description of it when he was there last, Tacca knew that it required a bit of his Stamina to keep such a thing going; nevertheless, it was extremely powerful to be able to identify dangers before they ran into them.  She wasn’t positive, but she was 99% sure that it would identify any traps that she placed as well, as easily as she could see them.  They named it Dungeon Sight for a reason.

“Whoa, are you ok?  Did you get hurt in that last fight and I didn’t see it?” the Caster asked, concerned at