The group made slow progress through the bowels of the underground complex, treading uneven ground strewn with black sap, broken shells and chitinous debris. The slightest step could trigger an ambush. Since the Megamant's brutal elimination, the monsters hadn't become less numerous - just more cautious. And more violent.
The mutant insects they now faced no longer charged in disorganized packs. They harassed, flanked, hurled jets of corrosive acid into blind spots, then retreated, crawling along the walls like shadows. Some spat clouds of paralyzing poison. Others possessed hooks that vibrated at supersonic frequencies, rendering mages unable to concentrate.
And yet... the team held together.
