The lights are on
The air down here isn't what you'd expect.
Normally mines are damp, rank, chilly places but the air in here is
thick with sticky heat. I gaze up at the neighboring column as I cross
the open expanse. The light of those infernal salamanders flickers in
the misty dark but they are too distant to be of any concern. My
attention falls to my feet. Runes are scratched on the floor here,
warning of an ambush ahead. I offer a quick prayer of thanks and move
forward slowly, alert.
The enemy springs his trap too
soon and a large boulder shatters harmlessly on the bridge ahead. The
ambusher follows his trap off a ledge above and lands with a thud. I
raise my mace in salute as the soulless dregling charges straight ahead,
its red-hot blade cocked back for an obvious thrust. I parry it wide
and deliver the spiked point of my mace into its filthy abdomen. It
doubles over, more from the force of the impact than any perception of
pain that it might feel, just as I lift the mace high overhead and bring
it down hard. The impact caves in its face and sends gore across the
bridge as I step over its ruined corpse and continue on my path.
the other side of the bridge the presence of thick spider webs and
dissected corpses speaks of something far more sinister. Almost
subconsciously my hand moves to the holy symbol on my belt as I ready my
shield and press onwards. Whatever made these webs is enormous. I scan
the ceiling as I creep into another cavern coated in webs. Ahead is a
lift device. I turn the crank and the platform lurches as I begin to
descend into the fetid mists of the lower mine.
bottom the heat is oppressive, a sticky film clings to my body as I
approach a mist-shrouded corridor. As I'd seen before in Boletaria the
mist is tangible and I am forced to press my way through. Once on the
other side, however, the mist behind me coalesces into a solid wall.
I am trapped.
one-way tunnel ahead is suddenly obscured by a spider of unbelievable
size. I steel myself, shield high, as I charge towards this foe, mace
lifted behind me. "God give me strength!" I pray as the hideous beast
lowers its demonic head and suddenly spits fire at me! The
impact on my shield is tremendous and stops me in my tracks as blisters
raise on my left arm. Determined, I lower my defense and run fill sprint
at the monster. Its head lifts above the tunnel mouth and it shoots
something from its abdomen. I bring my shield up but whatever it is it
strikes me and envelopes me. It's webbing. The strands are like ropes
clinging to my body as I struggle to move forwards. The demon lowers its
head, eight devilish eyes burning into me as it once again spits flame
at me. I try to bring my shield up but the webs cling fast. In a panic I
tug and tug but to no avail. The sticky, tar-like burning substance
engulfs my body. The pain is unmeasureable, I can literally feel my
flesh sloughing off my bones as my lungs incinerate. My vision melts in
white-hot flame and I know that I have died.
can't die. Not here. Not in Boletaria. My essence reforms in the Nexus
yet again. The look on my face is one of grim annoyance as I stomp back
towards the archstone yet again.
God, I hate spiders.