My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

The shadow wraiths were made from the souls of those she had previous captured. Meanwhile, the undead rising under Sapphire’s care were the bodies of those captured by Twilight. In other words, the former deep dwarves were in a sad state where their souls were under the control of the darkness, and their bodies were under the control of a necromancer, and they were forced to fight themselves!

I wasn’t positive if an undead could fight a ghost, but given the circumstance, I believed it would work. Fighting erupted everywhere as the undead began to battle the legions of shadow wraiths. Sapphire cast out her net to every dead creature, performing a mass revival that could only be managed by a zombie queen.

“YOU THINK THIS IS OVER? THIS WILL NEVER BE OVER!”

A booming voice erupted out. That could only be Twilight, who had been pushed to a state of fury after our actions. The undead seemed to fight with a vigor unmatched by their counterparts from Sapphire’s former group. It was almost like the bodies remembered where they came from and took great pleasure in a chance to stick it to Twilight.

The number of undead was equal to the number of wraiths, but they seemed to fight more ferociously. I began to hypothesize that the reason these bodies hadn’t turned to dust was that these were the dwarves that were still fighting unity. I had originally guessed that all of the dwarves would have lived out their days and unified with Twilight. After all, how much time had passed since then?

Yet, if their lore had combined with her main body, then what was she sending out to attack us? I began to realize the truth of it. The souls she was using, these so-called wraiths, were the souls of those who were still fighting her. She could control them, but they refused to unify with her. They were the onery and the resistant, refusing to have their life snuffed out and suppressed. This is why they were wraiths, and this is why the wraiths were exactly equal to the bodies. They hadn’t been absorbed like the rest of the lore in the city.

I picked up Sapphire in my arms, and the three of us ran while she focused on fighting the darkness. Sapphire had also been suppressed by this creature. She had been abandoned in darkness and forced to endure, so with a chance to let loose, her fury was no less than her undead companions. Terra and I ran as quickly as we could. I used the Map to guide me, trying to connect the lines on the map. That still ended up leading us to a dead-end twice, but I finally managed to get find the stairway that led back to the castle.

We raced through the castle, wraiths chasing us, and the undead chasing and stalling them. I occasionally made a light orb and dropped it to slow them down, but those only lasted a few moments before flickering out. We reached the door and kicked it open, stepping out from the castle into the city. As we began to race out of the city, the battle seemed to move into the streets. The underground labyrinth seemed to be connected to every house in the city at this point, and from every building pored out wraiths and undead.

As we reached the gate, I let out a shout. “King Diorite! We’re here! Help us out.”

As we waited for an answer, the undead formed a barrier around the city exit, blocking the wraiths from coming forward. However, as we got closer and closer to escaping, the wraiths grew more and more frantic. I was just thinking we hadn’t moved far enough when I heard a voice as clear as day.

“I sent you down to bring back two souls. I only see one. You have failed, so rot down there in the dark!”

After struggling to survive Twilight, I had almost forgotten that King Diorite wasn’t really an ally. I still didn’t understand his reasoning, but without Garnet, there was only death.

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