World Of Karik: A Game Of Villains 87 No.2

"It seems that it's getting brighter," Sergey's voice came from above. d.a.m.n it, it's almost dawn, we need to hurry.

Having come down another couple of feet, I suddenly felt solid ground under me. In the end, the hole turned out to be only eight or ten feet deep at most. Such a shame. So much effort for the sake of what? As my eyes had already adapted to the twilight, I managed to take a look around; my mood immediately changed from dissatisfaction to antic.i.p.ation. Instead of one of the walls, there was a pa.s.sage leading into the unknown. Normally, I would never go there, especially since I couldn't use any sort of a light source. But in this world, I could resurrect; I couldn't give up on a little adventure now.

"Come on, there's a pa.s.sage in here. We have to check where it leads. The one who goes down last should try to hide the entrance." I didn't want this place to be visible from afar, and we needed shelter from the light. If anything happens, we would stay in the dark until evening.

I thought there would be questions or objections, but there weren't any. The dangers that we had already gone through rallied our small detachment. However, we didn't manage to cover the entrance properly. The night sky was clearly visible through the big holes. I hoped that the place at least wasn't very conspicuous at a glance.

When everyone got used to the darkness and felt more comfortable, we moved forward. The first thirty feet didn't hide any surprises, except that I had a feeling that we were walking in a spiral, moving a little bit to the right with each step.

"I think the road gradually gets stepper," Lena shared her observations.

"I agree," Cyril confirmed.

If we weren't mistaken, we were going toward the center of a huge underground spiral. I got gooseb.u.mps, and then I noticed it. Tentacles. A huge number of wriggling tentacles hanging from the ceiling and sticking out of the floor, right in front of us. I immediately stopped, and Cyril ran into me. Sergey and Lena continued forward, as if not noticing the lurking danger.

"Hold still!" I grabbed them by the shoulders, stopping them dead in their tracks. "Don't you see what's ahead?"

"No." That's what I thought. Another mental block?

I spent a few minutes explaining what, and where, to look at, poking them to the side in order to stimulate their attention, before both of them finally noticed the danger ahead.

"Holy s.h.i.t!" Lena swore and jumped back.

"What are we gonna do?" Sergey reacted more calmly, keeping himself together. Cyril pretended that he knew that something like this was going to happen from the very beginning, but it was evident that he flinched at the sight of the Lovecraftian decor.

"We obviously won't punch them with our fists." I already managed to do a little experiment. As soon as I got closer to the growth, all of the tentacles began to move more actively. Particularly troubling was that some of them crawled closer to us, forcing us to take a couple of steps back. It turned out that these weren't a part of some huge monster's body or even several monsters' bodies but that they were independent ent.i.ties.

I bet that if we attacked one of them, the rest of the ma.s.s would murder us. Although each of these tentacles was only level 10 and had 100 health, we wouldn't be able to cope with all of them. Even a dozen of them would give us a hard time, considering that they had a special attack called Paralyzing Touch. Their only vulnerability was mental attacks, but hardly any of us were capable of something like that. Maybe my paralysis that I could cast with endurance would've been considered such an attack. Should I try it? Or is it better not to risk it? Neither of us had any other ideas, and there was no sense in sitting here forever and waiting for something to happen.

Having decided not to waste time, we started getting ready. It wasn't difficult. We just agreed that if something goes wrong, my support group would kill me first, and then kill themselves. No one wanted to die in the clutches of the underground monsters.

Well, let's get started. I took off all of my armor. It wouldn't save me, but it could prevent my health from reaching zero too quickly, in case it comes to me having to use the most radical methods. If I spend endurance, a couple of blows should be enough. The most important thing was that I wasn't afraid.

"Let's go!" I told myself and tried to paralyze the nearest tentacle.
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The attack was successful, but I didn't foresee what happened next. I didn't expect that this wild growth would have a common consciousness that could feel someone else's influence and get rid of the infected member. As a result, the affected tentacle stopped moving and immediately turned into stone. Not being able to stay on the ceiling, it slipped down and shattered.

The others continued to move peacefully as if nothing had happened. Did it really work?