Chrysalis

Titus took another deep, slow breath, feeling the mana thunder through his body, tearing away at him from the inside. The conflict was never-ending. Much like the wave that ravaged his world, the raw arcane energy that permeated the Dungeon poured into him and sought to rend his flesh.

How long had it been since he’d sustained himself this deep? Before his children had been born. He’d been a much younger man then, in body and mind. In those days, he’d relished the struggle to master himself, to harness the power that pulsed in the veins of his post-baptism body. Now, he simply endured, patiently waiting as his condition slowly adapted to this new normal.

“You look miserable,” Minerva observed from somewhere nearby.

The commander kept his eyes closed.

“This is my normal face,” he said.

“I know.”

He felt a sharp poke on his forehead, but didn’t react, controlling his breathing instead. He’d learned a long time ago that the best way to annoy his fire-breathing monster of a wife was to simply not react. Sure enough, after he maintained his routine for another minute, he received a quick ‘paff’ to the top of his head.

“How can you sit there all day?” Minerva grumped. “If you don’t move soon you’re going to grow moss.”

“Unlike some, who were relaxing deep in the Dungeon, I’ve spent the bulk of the last twenty years on the surface, darling wife, and I need time to adapt to these conditions. I feel like a highly qualified officer in the Legion would have known that before she dragged me down here in the first place.”

“What cheek,” she harrumphed, giving him another soft thwap on the head which he barely felt.

would. At least the famed berserker had learned some restraint

in action again. You must be getting bored being cooped up in this adaptation chamber

her words, he opened his eyes finally and saw she was

gone soft?” he

just isn’t the romantic getaway I’d

the two of them returning to the Dungeon’s depths to fight against the most deadly monsters a Legionary could face as a romantic getaway. It was how they’d spent the early years

armour in a twist. I think I’m pretty much

together, it still moved him to see

“Really? Finally!”

began to try and

what are we waiting for? Time to suit up!

did his best to prevent his wife from dragging him

a minute, Minerva. Wait, damn

demanded, turning

to command. After that, I need to speak to the armoury. After that, I need to acclimate to the suit. There’s a laundry list of things I need to

you can’t handle it,” she