The Bathrobe Knight: Volume 3 by Charles Dean Read Free Book Online Page B

two sentences above it: ‘The battle begins. Will you be ready?’ Ashish then glanced up at his companion with a slight grin and said, “It might not have been a bomb, but it does have the usual ticking clock.”
    “Perhaps the numbers will stop at three.” Linzmeier joked, but something about the whole situation still didn’t sit right with him. They didn’t sit to well with Ashish either. Why is there a countdown timer? If it is first-come, first serve and has such a great reward , then why hasn’t anyone completed it yet? For once, Ashish, the fearless guild leader, joined his buddy in wishing things added up.
    “Let’s just get back to the guild. We’ve got organizing to do. We can’t let anyone else take this victory from us.” Ashish sighed, no longer in as good a mood as when he had arrived.
     
     
    Chapter 2 – Don’t Eat Yellow Snow
     
     
    Darwin :
                  “Does this look at all like a dungeon to you?” Darwin asked his friends as the group stumbled across a hole in the wall.
    Normally, when they were going out to conquer dungeons, they knew exactly where they were going before they even started. It was always a mad rush to reach the dungeon as quickly as possible. This time, however, was a bit different. Everyone in the group was still drunk off the joy, excitement, money and levels that had come with overthrowing the Panda King’s oppressive rule. Since the freshly-dead tyrant’s army had been mostly made up of NPCs around their level, the EXP Darwin’s faction had gotten was phenomenal. It was enough to make even the most hardcore grinder jealous and keep everyone in the StormGuard Alliance ahead of the curve. The boost made them feel as if they had spent several days gaining experience after the battle without stopping, not just enjoying the festivities in the game and going to sleep for the night. That being the case, they were just meandering along and leisurely killing everything in their path.
    “Yeah, it definitely seems to be one. I can’t tell for sure, but I think these guys will probably be around Level 60. We’re almost there. Seem about right for you guys?” Daniel asked as he crept closer to the entrance. Like Darwin, he was completely failing to address the anomaly that was the hole in the wall standing before them.
    The entry, like it was with most dungeons, was neatly cut into the side of a mountain, and as it was with some of the other dungeons they had previously encountered before, it seemed rather out of place and matched neither the weather or the terrain around it at all. Just over the mountain to the south, they had been happily plodding through their new volcano lair. No more than fifty feet away from where they now stood, they had been doing battle with lava elementals and rogue fire bugs. Yet here before them was a giant wooden door with green leaves sprawling up and down the sides of it, a tiny peek hole and snow--lots and lots of snow--covering the area around it as if it were a new type of fake, roll-out grass that the cave owner had insisted on buying after several failed attempts to naturally cultivate it.
    “How can you be sure that it’s around Level 60?” Kitchens asked, looking at the white stuff littering the entranceway with a strange expression that made Darwin wonder if he were allergic to it.
    “Ah, I cheated.” Daniel grinned. “I checked the forums ahead of time. One of the regular information specialists, Nir, had a posting about this area. Said a few people tried to tackle it around the time we were having our big ‘defend the town’ battle, but it was around Level 60, and they weren’t even well into their 50s yet. They didn’t make it very far, but they did take good notes on the first set of monsters they encountered before they turned tail and ran.”
    “That’s two good pieces of good information.” Kitchens scratched his chin as he pondered for a minute. “We know the level range, and we know that it’s