Chapter 35

Maya fought against her panic as Smerta’s dot winked out. Hela and Ci followed. The seven satyrs’ dots didn’t move as the enemy strode past them. They drowned, impotent to do anything to stop the saint. They were telling Maya everything that had happened.

What the oozes did, how he flowed around attacks, and what he could do.

He entered the Second Labyrinth as the satyrs winked out.

Melin burst into the throne room from the direction of the teleportation circles. The seven hellhounds bounded with them. The fiery cracks that crisscrossed their black bodies burned bright. They were the only Fire monster girls in the dungeon.

All the salamanders were dead. Nina and Engana were with the aerial forces.

Two saints, thought Maya. Two saints. She glanced over at Priestess Lysila praying fiercely. Lord Shamash wants revenge for what Leo did to Lady Sherida, and now we have corrupted the High Priestess of Lord Enki.

Melin joined the other adventurers. The skilled ones were before the trainees. Bellia held her sword in her shaking hands, dressed in leather armor like the others. Nomaz patted her shoulder, his face as pale as hers.

Maya glanced at the map. The second-level defenders were doing what they could to stop him, but saints didn’t go down easily. They needed Leo, and her love was far away. A day’s walk from the dungeon, probably an hour’s flight, and the fliers still had to reach his position.