Chapter 92: 36.1ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ.ᴄᴏᴍ/sᴛʀᴀᴛᴏᴛʜʀᴀx
The Elf-sheep slipped from the cave tunnel and peeked around a large rock into the huge cavern.
Ahead of her was a permanent encampment, this being the second floor of the dungeon it was a common stop-off point for levelers. She was surprised to see it not as it was when she had last been here however. The camp which normally held at most two dozen people, and that only rarely, had swelled to over a hundred. Wooden palisades had been put up around its perimeter and it buzzed with activity amongst the uneven rows of tents as levelers rushed around preparing for… something. An expedition if she had to guess. She was shocked, it was rare to see such a large showing in a dungeon because organizing levelers was like herding cats.
Her eyes quickly found the reason why this had come about. An Inquisitor with a fearsome pair of horns crowning her head strode through the camp, shouting and commanding people. A red haired girl rushed to keep up in her wake, a terrified and sleep deprived look in her eyes. She noted with curiosity that the Inquisitor appeared to be missing part of her arm, only a bloodstained bandaged stump a little after the elbow remained. She pitied the one who had injured the Inquisitor, Inquisitors were known to be viciously sadistic in their retribution.
She decided she would rather avoid the Inquisitor's attention. An Inquisitor was not to be fucked with after all, and this one especially judging by her barely restrained fury. They were one of the few who did not require being very highly leveled to command others, instead relying on the authority and threat of the Queen. Not that she suspected this one was low leveled, the Inquisitor held herself far too assuredly for that.
She noted that the group she was seeking had come with the expedition, a dozen Lamia with their own set of large domed tents had cordoned off one corner of the camp for their own use.
She turned behind her to where the pregnant Lamia was delicately holding onto her hand and peeking past her shoulder with curiosity, the pair of Humans behind her looked on warily.
"We made it, you're safe now. But I want to hold the invisibility for just a little longer, it would be best if we avoided attention, it looks like something important is happening and I don't want to get caught up in it."
"Oh darling, of course, anything for our wonderful Rescuer." Beamed the Lamia.
"Is-is it really safe? I can't believe it, this is like a dream," said one of the Humans fearfully.
"Yes," said the Elf-sheep. "There's a huge camp of levelers just over there, I'm sure they could take on and defeat just about any monster or monster tribe in this dungeon comfortably. There's nothing to fear, I promise."
One of the Humans started crying and clutched at the other.
"Th-thank you! Thank you for rescuing me! I can never repay you for this, you saved my life!"
The Elf-sheep waved it off. "It's fine, I did agree to help you pro bono, not that I wouldn't have without an agreement anyway."
"Oh dears, dears, I am so sorry you had such a time, I should have helped, this is partly my fault. My Half-goblin children listened to me, had I known you were so unhappy I could have said something. My apologies, I just wish I could turn back time. Listen, I need to make this up to you, come live with me while you recover and ah, give birth. I am fabulously wealthy and I'm quite happy to spend it to make you two comfortable in this trying time."
"Really? I have nowhere else to go, that would mean so much!" said the dry eyed human who was now looking a little less dry eyed.
"P-please, if you can hide me until I give birth, I- I don't want my husband to see me like this," said the one with streaming eyes.
The Lamia scoffed. "Your husband is a fool if he cannot love you despite this. Silly Humans. But of course I will be quite happy to put you up no matter the case."
The tip of the Lamia's tail slithered around the crying woman until the tip reached her head, The Lamia then wiped away the woman's tears with her tail tip.
"Lead the way Lyra, let us away!" said the Lamia, nodding at the Elf-sheep.
"Yes, just remember to hold on tight, it would be awkward to become visible at the wrong moment."
The chain of four, with hands linked, slowly and carefully made their way around the rock and descended down onto the grassy cavern floor.
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