Deranged Damsels

'They're way to strong Tilly! They one shot Spooky!! They're just smashing through our mobs without even sweating!!'I chatter as my mind is fogged with doubts and fear watching the trio's performance.

"Relax hun, remember that the first floor is for the weaker adventurers. All the creatures there are maxed out at level 10 while Spooky has a max level of 15, floor two advances that by doubling the max levels, all our general mobs are going to be around 20 while Shank will be 30 making them a higher challenge. Plus you have an option to have a miniboss on that floor remember? Technically you could let Tyr, Slax, or even the Despot make an appearance." Tilly lectures as she pats the top of my core gently although a worried look flicks across her eyes.

"Just watch them carefully Kyle, they seem to be diving into your dungeon for the resources to leave the area. They may prove to be dangerous or beneficial to the dungeon depending on what they receive." Emi states as she watches along with us.

'Despot get you and several of your strongest pack to the second floor. Your going to be a wandering boss and these three are strong so be on your guard. Show me what ya got and that you deserve the third floor!' I yell into the scritcher despot's mind as the creature jumps in excitement before grabbing five of the highest levels to follow it.

If these three truly wanted to get the resources to leave I'm happy to help, but they'll need to bleed for it at least.

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Watching the three walk down the stairs to the second floor I zoom into the archers hands and see a small blade carving pieces off of one of the claws they took from Spooky. The pale man with the bow and corset gently runs the blade through the claw and small pieces drift into the air as he finally stops with a smile and pulls out a needle to poke a hole through the tip of the new item he made. Focusing on it I can't help but appreciate the workmanship of the newly creating pendent as a picture of a wolfish castyr rears back on hits hind legs while a forest is shown in the background.

{Pendent of the Venomous Castyr Rare/Inactivated- This Pendent is inactive until put onto a length of cord at the rarity of uncommon or higher. Crafted by a skilled wood/bone worker this pendent was made from the claw of an alpha among alpha's. Anybody wearing this activated pendent will gain 50% chance of causing an enemy to become poisoned with the venom of its original owner. Only effects piercing attacks.}

"First ones done honey! Came out splendidly and we have enough to make a few more to sell off. If my ledgers are right we need this next floor to be a good payout or we'll be stuck running it again several times." The pale man says in a high falsetto as he grins at his work and shows it to the other two.

"Don't want to wait around that long loves, we have better things to do with our time and looks. Lets see what this next floor shows us, worst case we take more....drastic measures." Says the scarred man ominously as Chena smiles along with him while the pale man grows paler and shakes his head in disgust before they continue down the stairs and find themselves in front of a town gate.

"Welcome to the village, be warned we do not relish visitors and you are not truly welcome. You have been warned." Delightful, sounds like this place may actually challenge us." Says the scarred man as he reads a sign next to the closed gates before shoving them open and looking around the mostly empty town center. While the trio take in the empty center several clanks ring out of the blacksmiths building before a strange creature limps its way out of the building and lets out a cloud of steam.

'Hey Tilly.....what is that thing....we never got that blueprint.' I ask in confusion looking at the metallic creature. One leg is slightly longer than the other causing the limp, one arm ends in a three fingered claw while the other looks like two buckets attached at a hinge, spikes closing in a perfect seam where they meet.

"That is a creation. Some creatures have low combat potential but amazing potential to create harmful things. Gnomes like the one you gained from the pact are one of these creatures. They specialize in gadgetry and mechs." Tilly explains as the mechanical being charge into the trio and quickly slash with its claw.

{Species-Scrap Golem(Minor) Description- Golems are fearsome defenders or places, people, and treasure across the universe. Made from any material that can be imagined these being are rarely considered living or souled creatures but automotive warriors that follow commands to the letter. This example is far from the great golems of old but still follows its programming. Made from mostly old machinery and amateur skills it is still a formidable defense in groups.}

"Junk Golems. Rusty and broken, nothing to salvage from these dreadful things. Lets dismantle them and be done." Snorts the scarred man as Chena Steps forward and sends a roundhouse into the golems body, the screeching of metal tearing through the silence of the center before the monk pulls at his leg with a grunt.

"Designation Prowler first order- Routinely patrol village and eliminate any pests. Second order- Eliminate any invaders from village. Second order activated." Comes a monotone voice from the golem as its bucket hand is latched onto Chena's ankle. Before any of the trio can react the golem flashes forward with its tri clawed hand and rips a jagged wound in the monks leg before shoving him backwards with a pop as the leg dislocates.

"Interesting. Vorpal strike." Mumbles the scarred man as he lashes out with his mace and smiles as the golem falls to the ground, separated into two pieces. Before the golem can try to recover a magic flies from the now holstered weapon to the golem and a thunk resounds through the center, the golems head falling cleanly from its boxy shoulders.

"Chena heal up, Henwick I want eyes on the entrances to the buildings. Once Chena's up we take out the smith first, then we'll march to the townhouse and farm finishing with the mayors place and what I assume will be the boss." The scarred man states as he takes the golems head and puts it in his inventory with a disgusted smile before hearing a moan of pleasure followed by a pop from behind him.

"I'm up and ready for these beasts to feel my flesh slap against their own. This thing hurt me. Which means I can have fun on this floor. May I unlock myself Sage? Pretty please?" Chena says as the scarred man nods his head with a psychotic smile of his own while the pale man, Henwick, just frowns before following the duo into the smiths building.