❧ Chapter Eight: Liquid Container Room ❧Updated

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"So weak minded, what a shame."

The words rang in her head loud as a gong for the dead. Someone held her then placed her-she peaked-on a bed. Merryn forced herself to stay limp, she jammed her eyes shut. Is he gone?

Swallowing, she froze. It's quiet. She cracked an eye open. Gone? She pushed up slowly with every muscle opposing her. Where is this? She rubbed her forehead. Maybe it's Unnamed? She dropped off the bed and went to the doorway. Her muscles locked up.

Kar stood in the doorway. The scaled clawed staff floated at his side.

He moved closer.

Merryn froze. A force emanated from him glowing blue. A ward of some sort?

He flashed her a dimpled grin.

Not falling for it! She darted back and forth. There had to be a way out of here! Easing into a fighting stance she raised her fists. The training had been quick, mostly to do with weapons. Still, a well landed punch hurt.

Kar stepped over.

She lunged forward and jabbed his cheek. He stumbled back a step. Then he snapped his wrist rapping her skull with his staff.

"Aaa!" Holding her head in her hands, she groaned. Why did they always have to hit there?

Scooting to the stairwell she bounced and weaved back and forth, then shot off to the left.

He snatched her as she ran, took the daggers, tapped her head, then picked her up and snapped his fingers all in a breath's time.

"Hey!" Something was off about this! She ground her fingers into her palms.

"So naughty can't have you hurting me." He waved a dagger in her face, then exhaled while hefting her over his shoulder. "Heavy now; your armor made of lead?"

"Lead? Insufferable man, how dare you!" She beat on his back until her arms burned. "Your back should at least be fractured by now." She sighed, before slumping against him. Just a few hours sleep, so tired lately.

"I'm prepared. You think that I'd take on an Elvin without protection?" His laugh was soft as he carried her back up.

"Let go of me, human!" She clenched her teeth, grinding them.

He laughed harder.

What the hells? Hot tears dripped off her cheeks, and she wiped the shameful things away. "May the blight of the mountains find you, so you never become warm again."

"Ah, it's good to be back home. Those grasslands were making me sneeze."

"Don't ignore me!"

The portal above closed as he descended. As he went down the long stairway, each torch near him sparked to life as he passed. The shadows behind stretched, flowing up the walls as he turned the bend. Large dusk-rats filled his workshop running about with daily tasks. They stood about five feet high with black or brown fur and clumps of musty dust clung to their whiskers. A few came over, sniffing.

She sneezed. "Get away!" The stink was unbelievable did they ever bathe?

She pinched her nose shut.

Large black eyes glinted in the candlelight. One came up to him as he stepped off the last stair holding a platter of food in its paws.

"Thank you, Rush, follow."

They continued down a long hallway, passing several doors on either side. Some were boarded shut. The rat followed behind. Kar flicked his fingers at a large metal door. It glowed for before it opened. Inside was a lavish bedroom, in the middle a plush bed Kar dumped her on it, then he turned around flicking his fingers at the fireplace. The logs burst into flames, the fire did little to chase away the gloom.

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