Chapter 34.1- Doom Days
Added 2025-05-07 19:52:32 +0000 UTCAround me, pieces of black cloth fell to the floor. What the hell had that been? I feel myself beginning to tire. That thing had taken my magic. More of it than it had any business taking, and more than I should have given without noticing the drain. I guessed that was the reason for the dream. What a danger our creature? To place one in a dream while feeding on their magic of all things. A deadly creature and one that I had never heard of. With a scowl, I continued my journey into the tunnel but remained careful to be aware of my surroundings. Now I recognised that the initial blast of darkness I’d faced at the corridor had been the creature attaching itself to me. I’d been in the illusion right from the very beginning.
The next creator I faced announced itself far ahead of time. I could hear it while I was metres away from rounding the corner as it lumbered from one place to the next, pacing across the tunnel for no clear reason. The next of my senses to be assaulted by this creature was my sense of smell. It began to reek even before I’d reached the end of the hall. I waved my wand to cast a bubblehead charm, wary that this might be some sort of smell designed to ensnare the senses. I was putting even more focus on my occlumency than usual so I would probably be able to fight it, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
When I rounded the corner, I almost facepalmed that I didn’t guess what was coming. It was at least twelve feet tall, over double my height and nearly as tall as the tunnel was high, with brown skin that cracked in places to show its earthen nature. It was humanoid, two legs, two arms, genitals in all the same places, and that was a massive member if I did say so myself. And in its left hand was a club made of pure granite. An earth troll. How fascinating. Weren’t those things endangered?
