Chapter 29

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Two days later, Khur’s warning came.

“Master, they have gathered all their monster girls in the courtyard,” announced Khur.

The dwarven rebellion had not lasted long. The Twins had quickly pacified them. The trusted dwarven overseers were even more brutal in their reprisal. Every dwarf caught with a weapon was petrified.

At least once I killed Ziamili, I could restore them to life. I could make right what had happened to these dwarves. It was important to focus on the good that I was doing, not just the selfish desire to kill the man who had, ultimately, hurt Halia.

“The Twins are in the middle,” continued Khur. “They’re holding a scroll.”

“Like the one I used to ask Fuegin to meet?” I asked.

“I guess. They’re...” Khur trailed off. “They all just vanished. There was a pop and a rush of air and they were just gone. I ... I’m killing myself.”

I rushed to the Void Crystal. The plan was ready. We were prepared for the Twins’ assault. I had readied the perfect room in the dungeon. I grabbed the stone and felt Khur already slumbering in there. I would have to reward her once we survived the day.

I awakened her and then I moved all the monster girls into position. I was the only one I couldn’t move around the dungeon. I had to rush through my entire dungeon to get into position. I swallowed, hoping the room we made would be enough.

Before I made it to the elevator, the alarm blared: intruders in the dungeon.

The elevator whisked me down to the main floor of the dungeon. I burst off the magical lift and rushed to the throne room. I burst out to see them streamlined for the assault to come. Red dots poured through the initial labyrinth. Full of pit traps and lightning blast, it would just slow them down. I didn’t expect to do much good.

I abandoned the map, my robe flapping behind me. I crossed the room and ran down the hallway to the guard room where Paanee, Baaghi, and Usiku were normally stationed. It was empty. I turned to the right and headed for the battle room.

I had prepared it especially for this moment. I had readied it for the enemy to walk in and be assaulted by my monster girls from all sides. They were all in positions. Ready to attack and destroy the Twins and their army.

The hallway led to a balcony. Only two people were waiting for me here: my mother and my little sister. Garnet whirled to face me and had an excited grin on her face. She was naked save for her thigh-high boots. Her small tits quivered. Her demon tail swished behind her with her excitement. Her black pigtails swayed. My mother was even more naked not even having the boots. Her large, wood-brown breasts swayed, milk beading at her nipples.

“Excited?” I asked her, shocked by the milk.

“Yeah,” she said and then picked up my breastplate.

I held out my arms and my two monster girls strapped me in. They both worked with care, Mom smiling and my little sister grinning. They strapped the silver armor on tight and then stepped back from me.

“Kweh, heh, heh,” Garnet laughed as she stared at me. “You’re going to be amazing today. This is it. This is the moment we’ve been waiting for. They’re going to pay.”

“Yeah!” I said and stared out at the empty room.

It was as long as a football field and completely empty. A single door entered it at the far end, a group of green vines growing above it. Not a single one of my monster girls could be seen. I took my spear from my mother and stared at the door at the far end. I didn’t know how far along the twins were, but I could feel them coming closer and closer.

“This is it, big bro!” Garnet declared. She jumped up onto the railing of the balcony and looked out at the long, rectangular room. “Kweh, heh, heh, this is where we kick their evil butts! We’re going to win! Going to kick some ass.”

I wished I had her confidence. But I had to fake it. I had to show all my monster girls that I was the leader. That I was in charge. I rolled my shoulders and stepped up beside her. My spear’s tip crackled with lightning. I gazed out at the room and then at the door.

They were moving through the traps. They probably were disabling them but, hopefully, they’d lose monster girls. They had to be afraid of an ambush, wondering why all my monster girls weren’t in the labyrinth.

They would be confused by that. It shouldn’t make any sense to them. I rolled my shoulders and stood between my little sister and mother. She was calm, her face serene, surrounded by her leafy-green hair. She had a beatific smile on her face. I drew strength from that.

“Come on,” I muttered. “Show your ugly faces. Fucking sons of bitches.” The anger for Halia swelled in me. That need for vengeance swelled in me even stronger than the hatred I’d felt for Jindag.

That cocksucker made me mad for taking those village girls to rape and breed them. This was a personal anger. I loved Halia, and she stood as a statue, imprisoned in stone. I didn’t know if she dreamed or was in pain or—

I took calming breaths. I had to be in control here. The Twins were coming.

A boom echoed around the room. I stared at the door. They were outside. The door shook again. The vines above curled. Restless. Ready to strike. One more blow to the door and they burst open. The enemy monster girls and their leaders flooded in.

It was a mix of green-skinned orcs in their metal armor, prancing unicorns with their deadly horns, blue-scaled basilisks with their foul breath, and icy yuki-onna with their glacial touch. And in the midst of them strode the Twins. I stood on the balcony and stared at them. For a moment, time froze as I drank them in.

They were so different from each other. One was a tall and slender man with frosty blue hair. He held an icy ax in his hand and only pants, his chest bare and hairy as a bear. The other was wearing armor. A full set of metal plate. Breastplate, shoulder pads, and protection for his legs. Only his hairy arms were left bare and his face. His skin wasn’t the pale beige of a Caucasian like me or his brother. They were gray. Not uniform, but streaks of various hues. He looked made of stone and had no weapons in his hands, just fists.

He had magic active on him. Earth magic.

“Just you and two of your sluts?” snarled the slender twin. That was Led. He lifted his ax and pointed at me. “You have balls, I will—”

The vines above the door struck.

The slithering tendrils of green shot down and began wrapping around the flood of monster girls pouring into the room. They were fast and efficient. I couldn’t help but smirk as they thrust into the midst and wrapped about the torsos of orcs and unicorns, yuki-onna and basilisks. The Level Two monster girls twisted and snarled, but arms were seized. Limbs restrained. The orcs slashed swords and the basilisks clawed at their bonds.