This was not the type of thing one would ever want to encounter on their way to bed.
But there he was, standing still, his eyes locked onto the large shifting mass vibrating just a few paces ahead of him instead of enjoying the comforts of his bed.
The bizarre thing had just let out a muffled and deeply desperate cry for help, and now Killian was frantically trying to figure out what exactly he was supposed to do with that information.
His mind rapidly ran through the threat assessment protocols he knew, yet absolutely none of them accounted for a giant buzzing creature asking for assistance in the middle of Luca’s supposedly peaceful dungeon space.
Moreover, if this place were under attack, wouldn’t D-29 be screeching by now?
Or had he just been too busy for so long that he hadn’t heard about the presence of new beasts?
That was honestly the only reason why he hadn’t swung a blade yet. What if he decapitated a guardian beast by accident?
But what even was he looking at?
The thing buzzed ominously.
Killian’s spiritual energy sharpened instinctively as he prepared for the worst once again.
But before he could come up with a single coherent plan, the suspenseful standoff was shattered completely.
The massive shape suddenly shifted.
It moved toward him.
Part of the large mass reached blindly out from whatever the hell that thing was, just before the entire horrifying thing broke into a full sprint directly at him.
"!!!"
"!!!!!!"
The number of exclamations in his brain couldn’t even be accounted for, as Killian nearly jumped out of his skin.
Because the thing didn’t just move, it charged.
"What the actual fu—"
The respectable, albeit dead-tired, eldest son of House Nox immediately scrambled backward before bolting towards the direction he came from so quickly that he didn’t even get the chance to launch an attack.
Honestly, the sheer surprise of the situation had spiritually flashbanged him.
"Get the hell away from me!" Killian cursed under his breath as his boots pounded furiously against the ground.
Behind him came the horrifying sound of aggressive buzzing.
Loud buzzing.
Way too much buzzing.
And somehow, impossibly, terrifyingly...fast buzzing.
The faceless monstrosity pursued him with alarming speed while a muffled voice continued crying out from somewhere deep inside the swarm.
"—ian! Wai—Plfff!"
"Hell no!"
"I can’t see!"
"That sounds like a personal issue!"
The full-grown man darted away before nearly slipping as the buzzing nightmare followed him without slowing down in the slightest.
How was it that fast?!
Killian risked one glance backward and immediately regretted it.
Because the giant lump of vibrating darkness was somehow keeping pace with him while blindly reaching out like a horror creature trying to drag him into the abyss.
"Oh fuck me—" he hissed while thinking of vaulting over the nearest outdoor bench.
However, his plans were thwarted by a situation he would forever remember: he—the man with perfect vision, despite all the grueling work—slammed against a wall that had suddenly appeared before him?!
THUD!
"Ow—?!"
Killian staggered backward after slamming face-first into something solid enough to rattle his teeth.
For one deeply confusing moment, his vision spun so violently that he nearly forgot what he’d even been doing in the first place.
Why was he running again?
And from what?!
Unfortunately, he was forced to remember very quickly.
Because just as his blurred vision returned, Killian cranked his neck around—
Only to see the massive shape behind him completely lose its balance and topple directly toward him.
"!!!"
So, somewhere amidst the otherwise peaceful dungeon space, a shrill cry suddenly tore through the area with enough force to alert an otherwise binge-watchi—err resting, dungeon manager.
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