For a while after the group escaped the room of death, the dungeon returned to some semblance of normalcy.

No longer did it randomly throw them into death traps, nor did it infinitely try and spawn monsters to kill them.

However, with their previous map rendered useless, the group was now forced to stumble their way through the dungeon without having fixed directions as they tried to look for the second boss room.

“Buhara does not like this dungeon,” Buhara grumbled, his heavy footsteps echoing in the corridor.

“Buhara thinks we are lost.” Buhara complained, as everytime the group came at a cross-section, they turned based on instinct and not based on a plan, which resulted in them walking for hours without finding the boss room.

Kronos chuckled, clapping Buhara on the back. “Don’t worry, big guy. It’s just like finding a woman’s G spot using our fingers– we’re wandering around in the dark now, but we will find our way eventually.”

“Buhara does not finger women, that seems unhygienic” the Orc replied, shaking his head in confusion.

“Buhara uses his donger, after wiping the piss–” Buhara said, as his words caused Rocky to almost wheeze with laughter.

Rocky missed the logic of how his fingers were unsanitary but his urine dripping donger was not, but he did not bring it up and just clapped Buhara on the back instead.

“Makes sense, big guy–” Rocky said, as he calmed Buhara down and comforted him to carry on for a few more hours.

Unfortunately, however, even after a couple hours had passed, the group did not seem to find the second boss room as they kept walking in what seemed to be circles.

Erin, walking beside Rocky, kept his eyes down. “Sir Rocky, do you think we’ll find the right path soon?” He asked, his voice timid, as based on his nature he did not wish to project dissent, however, he was getting tired from the constant walking.

Rocky, however remained stoic, his gaze fixed ahead, as he said “We will. Stay alert and follow closely.”

And somehow, his words did prove to be correct, as soon they found a cross-road from where they had turned left previously, and since it led them nowhere, the group decided to turn right this time, leading them to unchartered territory.

As they continued, Buhara seemed to step on a pressure plate in the very next corridor, causing a series of clicks to echo through the hall before spears shot out from within.

*Shua*

*Shua*

*Shua*

“Get down! It’s a trap” Rocky ordered, as he unsheathed his sword and tried to block a couple spears, however, with over a dozen spears being shot overall, there were many that passed by him towards the others.

It was at this moment, that Kronos moved swiftly, shielding the group with his body as the spears pierced him instead of Erin and Buhara, piercing three massive holes in his torso.

“Oh hell–” Kronos cursed, falling to his knees, as he winced in pain from being pierced thrice.

Had he been a normal man, these injuries would have killed him, however, with his immortality it was nothing too serious.

“Buhara will help,” Buhara said, as he began pulling the spears out one by one.

From the side, Rocky nodded in appreciation, as although he was unaware about Kronos’s character before this dungeon run, as time passed he seemed to get to know the man better and better.

His act of selflessly getting himself pierced for the sake of his team’s safety was undoubtedly a noble deed and Rocky appreciated his attitude.

“You look like a skewer–” Rocky joked, as although he meant to compliment the guy, he could only come up with sarcasm.

“Just call me a living dartboard.” Kronos said, groaning theatrically as Buhara removed the spears embedded in his body.

Erin, concerned, asked, “Are you alright, Kronos?”

“Only hurts when I breathe,” Kronos replied with a grin, his wounds healing rapidly thanks to his regenerative abilities.

“Buhara thinks Kronos should avoid sharp objects,” Buhara said, shaking his head as he tossed the last spear aside.

The group’s laughter lightened the tense atmosphere as they continued their journey.

Thankfully, only a few minutes later, they stumbled upon a large, ornate door – which according to their studies was unmistakably the entrance to the second boss room.

“Finally,” Rocky said, examining the door, as he sat down on the wall beside it trying to catch his breath.

“Listen up. We rest here till we are back in our prime condition to fight” Rocky said, as he finally allowed the group some much needed rest after what was hours of walking non-stop.

” Based on our knowledge, the monster inside should be a Phantasmal Wraith. It uses illusions and shadows to attack but it’s nothing we can’t handle.

Once we go inside, Erin, you will focus on keeping us buffed and providing light.

Buhara, use your spells from a distance to support and disrupt its attacks.

Kronos and I will handle the frontline.

However , while this strategy should work for the wraith, we can’t be sure that it will be the creature within.

This dungeon has surprised us once and we will be fools if we continue to rely on our past knowledge, so be prepared for anything” Rocky said, as he instructed the group to be on the lookout for any challenge and remain flexible to take-up new roles.

“Understood, Sir Rocky,” Erin said, nodding.

“Buhara is ready,” the Orc added, flexing his muscles.

“Let’s do this.” Kronos said, grinning, as with his response, Rocky received the acknowledgement of his entire team.

Once everyone had recovered, Rocky pushed open the door cautiously.

*Prrrrr*

Inside, the room was vast and dimly lit, with eerie, glowing runes on the walls, just as how the dungeon guide had described the second boss room to be.

As they stepped in, the Phantasmal Wraith appeared, just as Rocky had predicted, giving the team the assurance that the previous plan was perfect.

“Stick to the plan,” Rocky ordered, as the team sprung into action.

The Wraith, was the first to attack with its form shifting and creating multiple illusions.

To counter it, Erin cast a light spell, flooding the room with illumination to weaken the shadows, which he followed up with a series of buff spells, enhancing the team’s speed, strength, and resilience.

“Buhara disrupts!” Buhara shouted, launching powerful arcane blasts from a distance to destabilize the Wraith’s form. The creature howled, its illusions flickering under the combined assault.

Kronos charged forward, his regenerative abilities allowing him to take risks, while Rocky moved with precision, his dual swords slicing through the illusions to strike the true Wraith.

The Wraith’s shadowy tendrils lashed out, but Erin’s light kept them at bay, and Buhara’s spells forced the creature to maintain its physical form. Kronos took several hits, but his body healed almost instantly, allowing him to press the attack.

Rocky identified the Wraith’s core, a swirling mass of darkness at its center. “Focus on the core!” he shouted.

Buhara channeled his energy into a powerful spell, sending a concentrated beam of arcane energy at the core. The Wraith shrieked, its form unraveling as the beam connected.

With the Wraith momentarily destabilized, Rocky and Kronos delivered a series of coordinated strikes. Rocky’s blades pierced the core, while Kronos’s sword shattered it completely.

The Wraith let out a final, haunting wail before dissipating into nothingness, the room returning to silence, revealing the existence of a new-pathway.

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