Chrysalis

Chapter 271

"Then we were fighting theshe monsters and they are like freaking shombies, I’m tellin’ you. No matter what I hit them with they just don’t shtay down. Finally I burn the shtoopid thing so much it falsh down and this ugly ass bug breaksh out of iz back and jush crawlsh off!"

"Donnelan, I think you’ve had enough. I can’t understand what on earth you’re saying."

"I’m..... FINE!"

"You are not fine, you’ve been trying to drink out of the bowl of nuts for the last fifteen minutes!"

"... Maybe I’sh had enough."

"I thought you mage types were supposed to be smart. You had enough an hour ago you moron. You’re juicier than a fiddler at festival time. I bet you can’t even walk."

Donnelan’s eyes go blank for a moment as he sways from side to side, testing his balance.

"Yous right!" he declared. "I cantsh walk."

Mirryn grunted with irritation. She’d been happy to join in and have a few drinks but she was quick to realise that the spirits they brewed down here were several levels more intense than anything they’d drunk on the surface. So she’d slowed down her pace, enjoyed the convivial atmosphere and watched the various races and social grouping here in Railleh mixing within the venue.

Donnelan had just wrecked himself and complained.

"Is he going to make it home?" rumbled the barkeep as he approached.

The enormous Golgarin male had kept a watchful eye on his business all night but hadn’t had to flex his size on anyone, something that Mirryn was quite grateful for. Easily seven feet tall and quite literally looking as if he’d been carved from a mountainside, the man looked as if he could crush two human heads in one of his massive palms.

the Golgarin weren’t actually made of stone, just that their skin was so dense and, combined with the greyish texture, gave the appearance of

she

the bar, ready

get" Mirryn urged,

mumbled as he staggered to his

stops on

quiet voice found her from the

she found Tribune Aurillia approaching from the officers’ quarters, further down this wing of the barracks. All of the Liria branch trainees who had been recently promoted, along with their officers had been bunked together in

coughed awkwardly, "bigger for some that

Young Donnelan always struggled to deal with stress. Considering how much

had our lives turned upside down. We don’t even have a home on the surface anymore" Mirryn

nodded and walked towards the far younger woman, placing a hand

them have survived and fled. Until the mana levels recede, our duty is to hold the Bulwark

her officers hand off and turned to

come down here we’ve been fighting. I’ve killed more monsters in the past two months than I’ve killed in all my life up to this point, and it isn’t

we kill is a threat that has been removed,

important that this part of the Dungeon be sealed off? Is this sort of thing normal for the Legion?

and looking directly into the younger Legionary. Mirryn had always been strong. Not only had she taken to the Legions training exceptionally well, she had displayed a rare emotional strength. She’d been the rock of her training group and many who might have failed had passed by

ways she reminded Aurillia of herself when she was younger. This was a Legionary who would

you know about the Ancients?" she

blinked at the sudden

I mean, are you referring

shook her head, "I’m talking about the Ancients.

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