“That… sucked,” she said slowly as the pain ebbed away, slowly. Delta grabbed her head as she squeezed her eyes shut to endure the sudden headache. She tried to close the tunnel leading to her core, cutting off any entrance to her core room but there was a resounding error in the response. Was that a dungeon thing or just herself latching onto anything to get her mind off her current predicament? It was tiny and for the first time, Delta felt a hint of shame on how basic her layout was. She had an… awareness of her entire dungeon, where everything was as well as whom. Walking down, Delta stopped midway and tried to puzzle how she was going to plan this. She could stuff the tunnel filled with goblins but something told her that would only draw people faster… She had no choice, Delta needed to protect herself with space until she had more. Like standing near a window with no clothes on. Two, it was unprotected from any advancing melee fighters and three, she felt naked.
Three problems jumped out of her.Ī man with a gun or a bow and arrow or hell, even a fireball could snipe her from the entrance. Sighing, she turned to the single long tunnel where one could easily see her core. Goblins weren’t cute but Delta liked their attitude. They both visibly shrank and looked tired but ran off with their new task. “Great! Guys, I need you to go fetch me something from outside, plants, insects, anything that’s got mana!” Delta directed and both of the goblins bowed, Hob falling over entirely before the scrambled up the tunnel and outside. Delta turned her attention to the two brothers. Lose power but gobs can leave for small while,” he scratched at his large green nose. Can’t leave,” he answered then before Delta could ponder further, he pointed to Hob and Gob. Fran, as she took to calling him, shook his head. “François? Can you leave the dungeon?” she asked the goblin in her core room. It was a clear sign that whatever power that granted her these dungeon making skills, that they also prevented her from booby trapping the first step or ten into her dungeon. The same feeling of the barrier that stopped Delta from going outside. The soil floor had a slight white tinge to it. She tried to push down the red outline of the pitfall but it buzzed angry as it refused to form.
Delta looked down at the floor just near the entrance.
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