Perspective : Conrad GarnierAs those insects lunged down from above, I could feel my heart racing in my chest. Time seemed to slow, every detail etching itself into my mind with crystal clarity. The bugs' elongated forelimbs shimmered ominously as they sliced through the air, closing in on us with alarming speed.In that split second, due to my command, we all dispersed in pure impulse, like a flock of startled birds, each of us scrambling in different directions, driven by sheer instinct and the desperate need for self-preservation. I could hear the pounding of my own footsteps against the cave floor, the sound intensified with each stride.The air around me crackled with electricity, a sense of urgency and fear enveloped us all. The cave walls echoed with our frantic movements, the echoes blending with the chorus of screams and the relentless buzz of those bugs. Pebbles scattered in all directions as we darted between stalagmites and leapt over jagged rocks, our rush-fueled movemen

Perspective : Conrad GarnierMy vision suddenly became blurry, a throbbing pain began to throb in my head, and I could sense the warm trickle of blood running down my nose. Elkdrack, caught in the same agony as I, exclaimed in disbelief,"What the hell is this?".It wasn't just him, though; everyone else was experiencing the same thing.Patrick wasted no time and swiftly thrust his sword into the ground, as he said, "Cleanse the air." Instantly, a radiant and soothing light began to emanate from his blade, forming a massive bubble of luminosity that expanded rapidly. The light enveloped our bodies, filling the room with its comforting glow, banishing the nauseating sensation we were experiencing.After casting that spell, Patrick took a moment to breathe and said,"Well that should do the trick?".I reckoned he knew, what that nauseating sensation was, so I asked him."What was that?".Patrick replied,"I don't know?".But Kyle with a gaze filled with confusion and curiosity, with a

Perspective. : Conrad Garnier The insect swiftly withdrew its extended limb from Kyle's body, causing a geyser of blood to erupt from his wound. Strange white roots of corrosion began sprouting out of the injury, gradually covering his entire body. Kyle appeared on the verge of losing consciousness as his eyes rolled upwards, blood trickling down from his eyes and mouth. Meanwhile,Fluttering its wings, the insect generated enough powerful force that kept me at a distance, keeping me at bay.I tried, I fucking tried.But the force from its wings was too strong.I had to reach Kyle, anyone had to.The creature, in a desperate display, hopelessly tapped its limbs on the ground, generating a flurry of strikes that came relentlessly. Patrick, standing closest, valiantly defended himself, skillfully deflecting each strike. Yet, he was in no position to reach Kyle.Elkdrack maintained his grasp on its mandibles, while Regina, on the other hand, was forcefully blown the furthest away. Howe

Perspective : Thor Gild"Eeek .. shhhih.... ".I experienced a sudden, unexpected quivering sensation in my body."Ha"."It's kinda funny... I can't feel much of my back anymore"."Well that's a small price to pay for someone's life"."I anticipate that it will return to normal soon after it is free once again".I shifted Ron up a bit. Cracked my neck, as it made a satisfying popping sound."I wonder how Falisha is doing"."Haven't seen her ... since I left the tribe"."I guess she is still taking care of those sheep, left behind by that wandering shepherd once"."Always caring... that one".It was a start of a new day, inside that god forsaken cavern.The only difference was,We had been walking and walking since we all fought those large swarm of ants. Inside that weird chamber. Followed by some occasional run-ins with other swarms of ants.But these times, we evaded them. Carefully, scouting even before we blindly rush an empty suspecting room.Turned out, our friend Robin here had

Perspective : Conrad GarnierIt's funny how human psyche works? The mere sight of gold makes us forget our sufferings, It makes us blind. It makes us oblivious to the obvious abomination that lay before us.There was a huge dead centipede, whose limbs were made of gold. Yeah, nothing suspicious or ominous about that, isn't it?Truth be told, the mere sight of gold to us was like a life-giving oasis to a person desperately parched with thirst.We can't help but be drawn to that sight, It was the reason of our sufferings, It was meant to be our reward.Because,Our greed was a guiding light, that kept us going, we never faltered, never lost hope. And, when we saw what we wanted, the beacon and the fruit of our labour. We became complacent.Full filling an unspoken commitment to our fallen comrades,"so, what if we let our guards down?""So, what if we became blind to the obvious truth around us?"."Atleast that much should be allowed"."Or does it?".Standing right there, I felt noth