Chapter 65: We're going to need a bigger boat.

Chapter 65: We're going to need a bigger boat.

"These little ones keep coming in waves, but they aren't what's worrying me. We need a better idea of what's coming." Throttlecog emphasized his point with a double-handed blow of his spanner to the side of a Stone Lurker's head. Spanner beat stone, the creature crumpled, leaving the cavern quiet except for the heavy panting of exhausted miners and the groans of those suffering injuries.

Milo and Belinda had been healing the injured after each wave. They were weak and battered but still able to assist in the fights. Both of them were running low on mana. Belinda noticed two things: Milo regenerated his mana far faster than she did, and he ate a lot of cheese.

The miners were quickly learning how to take down the small lurkers by working in fast moving teams. But there seemed to be an endless wave of them.

Two-Screws slowed the spin of his augers, and they reshaped into mechanical hands. He walked to the nearby barrel of ale and brought back two large flagons, handing one to Throttlecog. No one had objected when several dwarves from the guildhall had hauled down the barrels and made a makeshift bar. Dwarves healed faster and fought harder with good ale to drink. Milo theorized it must act like a low-grade cheddar on their systems. He kept trying the stuff at Two-Screws urging, but it still tasted weak and bitter to him. He'd stick with cheese.

"What we really could use," Two-Screws exclaimed loudly. "Is a fast and agile scout. Someone who doesn't mind taking suicidal jobs and going into danger. Someone who could go find the big lurker and report back."

Milo sighed. He'd been thinking the same thing himself and expecting that he'd be running off to scout sooner or later. What he hadn't expected was someone else to volunteer.

Vary rushed up to Two-Screws and saluted. "I volunteer sir! I'm fast, and know the caverns. I'll go find it."

Two-Screws paused and looked over to Throttlecog who just laughed at him. Two-Screws finally said, "Lad, no one is questioning your speed but..."

"But it's a job for more than one person. I'll head out with Vary." Milo stepped up and put his hand on the young dwarf’s shoulder.

Burnock was listening to the conversation from off to the side. He'd taken part in some of the fighting, but had a tendency to not engage until the monsters were injured and slowed. He wasn't taking any chances on being laid up with broken bones, or outright killed. Now, he saw an opportunity, and turned to Shifty. In a low voice, he told his cousin, "Go with them. The kid is green and doesn't know what to do, he'll get in a jam and the spannerboy will try to save him. That's when an "accident" can happen. You'll look good coming back with the info after the other scouts die."

Shifty ran the idea through his head. As usual it was a crappy Burnock-style plan that put him in the frying pan while his cousin strutted around in his shiny armor. Not that he had much choice. He started shucking his armor into a pile. He shouted to Milo. "You'll need a third. Three of us can handle any stray Lurkers and I'm as fast as either of you." Wearing just a miner's simple clothing, he grabbed his pick and walked up to Milo. There were a few murmurs of approval from the miners. They all knew this was a bad job, and their opinion of anyone who took it moved up just a bit. A few also scowled, knowing Shifty's reputation.

Two-Screws nodded in approval at Shifty and Vary shook his hand. The youngster looking longingly at the ale in his hand. Throttlecog walked over and handed his full flagon to Vary. "Here Lad, fortify yourself, it's a dangerous job. Go find the critter, stay out of fights, and let us know how many more little ones to expect and some info on the big one. Don't take chances; that's what you have Milo along for. He can't seem to stay out of trouble."

In a few gulps, the flagons were empty and a slice of cheese eaten. The three scouts ran rapidly into the darkness, looking for trouble. After moving through the large central caves for a few minutes, they saw a lone Stone Lurker shambling along. Vary looked like he wanted to charge it, Shifty held him back. "Don't go off half-cocked. They look slow, but those big talons strike at you like a praying mantis kills a beetle."

Milo nodded in agreement. "I can take hits better than either of you. Let me get its attention. Then you two can chip away at it. If it turns, back off immediately and run away just a little bit. I'll hit it and get it back on me. Ready?" The other two nodded. Shifty's keen eye noticed the armor that suddenly grew on Milo's arms and legs. Milo charged out, leaped and spun in the air. A long, bony whip reached out and slashed at the Lurker, surprising it.

An excited Vary turned to Shifty. "Wow, is that an engineer thing? It looked like he was casting a spell."

Shifty was also wondering. He saw Milo take two chunks out of the Lurkers chest with his pick, and then just dance around, avoiding its strikes. The engineer waved at them to engage. The fight went well. Milo kept the beast's attention, and the two miners slowly depleted its health with dozens of hits. Only once did it turn on the two miners. Shifty took no chances, grabbing Vary by the arm and dragging him well out of the fight. Milo hit it twice more, crippling a leg and forcing it to focus on him. Vary and Shifty waded back in and finished it.

"Wow. That was awesome." Vary had seen little combat before this, and was excited. Shifty turned to Milo. "Teaching fight?"

"Yes, I thought it would be good to build some team work with the loner. I held back a lot and let you and Vary get the feel for how your new weapons bit into it. Good job, both of you."

"Every hear of a town called Serbule? Don’t worry, hardly anyone has. It got eaten by a giant Kraken. World Bosses are hard on cities."

"Something big is happening. Something happened down deep and stirred her up, or maybe killing a lot of her babies up here got her mad. Probably the start of a big quest, heroes running all over the world, and glorious amounts of loot. Too bad we'll probably all be dead."

Shifty sat down and pulled a flask out of his back pack and drank heavily. "Excuse me, wishing I'd never got all those levels in Legendary Lore right now. I think that I'd rather not know."

Milo's mind was whirling, trying to think of plans. Bone Crusher had been an Elite level 7. When he first encountered Salasha, she had been an Elite level 8 boss. He wished he had more info on Robazahl the Ancient, or the Ever-Pudding. Of course, he’d had a lot of help killing them. Right now it was just the three of them and little in resources other than lots of rock.

"You don't think we can beat her? Maybe I should head down and get the rest of the Deep Rock Engineer's Guild? What if we seal off the tunnels, and trap her down here until we get help?"

Shifty took another drink, and handed the flask to Vary. The youngster took a sip, and his face turned red, but he didn't spit it out. Shifty nodded at him. "Good lad. Never waste a swig of good whiskey."

He turned to Milo. "Stopping it isn't going to work. She'd never fit through the existing tunnels anyway. But she can wreck the stone, cause fissures in the rock, and then dig her way up. That's her special ability, breaking stone. But this area is already broken up. If she creates fissures big enough to get to the city, she just might reach the harbor. We're pretty much right under it. How good are you at breathing sea water?"

Milo envisioned the sea racing down a crevice to the mines, flooding them and killing everyone. Then going lower, flooding cavern after cavern until it reached his friend Harry, and flooded the Deep Rock Guild. All of the caverns in this area would fill with sea water.

"Right. New plan. We fight her here, and we get help. Vary? I need you to take a message for me to Senior Engineers Throttlecog and Two-Screws, and one to Belinda the Healer." Milo slowed down to write two notes legibly.

Shifty had no idea what Milo was planning, other than suicide. "And what are you going to be doing?"

Milo was setting down his pack, and any gear he didn't need for a fight. "I'm going to go play with her a bit, get an idea of how she fights, and delay her. Can you go with Vary and guard him?"

Shifty eyed the youngster. "He's a runner. He'll make it. And he's faster than me. I'll stay here with you. Watch your back."

Milo slapped him on the back and smiled. "Glad to have you."

Somewhere inside of him, Shifty was very unhappy with himself. But that's how the world worked. One last job, then he and Burnock could get the hell upstairs and out of town.

Vary was already on his way. He stumbled and nearly went sprawling when he received a notification.

Your application to the Deep Rock Engineer's Guild has been approved.

Welcome, most junior brother, Varyhold of Clan Axegrinder. Senior Engineer Milo has approved your application to join his guild. Please report for testing, remedial lessons, and daily chores ASAP. Your slot in the Whirl-n-Hurl MKIV has been scheduled.

Vary increased his pace, vigilant for Lurkers, with a huge smile on his face and determination in his eyes.