Extra Survival Guide to Overpowering Hero and Villain-Chapter 255: Dungeon VIII
Fenric nodded.
"Good," he said. "We don’t want to pull more than we can handle."
Liana adjusted her grip on the spear.
"Same formation as planned," she said.
Borin stepped forward slightly.
"I take front," he said. "Shield up. I call heavy hits."
Mira stayed behind them.
"I’ll watch the rear and sides," she said. "Traps only if needed."
They left Rivergate together.
The road to the dungeon was quiet.
No delays.
When they reached the entrance, Fenric raised his hand.
"Final check," he said.
Everyone nodded.
They entered the dungeon.
The first tunnels were calm.
No pressure.
No sound.
Mira placed a small marker near the entrance again.
"Exit mark set," she said.
They moved deeper.
Lizard pool chamber.
Clear.
Rest chamber.
Clear.
Boar sentry area.
No enemies.
Fenric slowed near the split tunnel.
"This is where pressure starts," he said.
Borin stepped forward.
Shield raised.
They took the heavy path.
The air felt warmer.
Heavier.
Mira placed a small wire trap behind them.
"Fallback alarm," she said.
They moved into the wide chamber.
Fenric scanned ahead.
"Movement," he said quietly.
The ground shook.
Two burrowers broke through the stone.
"Two," Fenric said. "Same type."
Borin stepped in front.
"On me."
Both creatures charged.
Borin blocked the first.
The impact pushed him back a step, but he held.
Liana struck the second at the joint.
Wind Aura cut through.
Fenric fired between armor plates.
One arrow landed deep.
Mira threw a powder vial.
The ground hardened under the burrowers.
Their movement slowed.
"Left one weak," Fenric said.
Liana finished it with a thrust to the neck.
Borin pushed forward and slammed his shield into the second.
Fenric fired again.
The creature collapsed.
Silence returned.
"No follow-up," Fenric said after listening.
They advanced.
Next chamber. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Two earth hounds.
Stone hide.
Low growls.
Borin held position.
Liana circled.
Fenric waited.
"One at a time," he said.
Mira triggered a small ground pin.
One hound stumbled.
Fenric shot into its mouth.
Liana followed with a clean strike.
The second charged.
Borin blocked.
Liana attacked the exposed side.
It fell quickly.
They stopped.
Everyone checked themselves.
"No injuries," Borin said.
"Supplies fine," Mira added.
Fenric looked ahead.
The pressure increased slightly again.
"This is our limit today," he said.
No one argued.
Mira marked the chamber.
Fenric updated the map.
They turned back.
The dungeon did not react.
No pursuit.
No tremors.
They exited the heavy path safely.
When they reached the upper tunnels, everyone relaxed slightly.
Outside, fresh air greeted them.
Borin removed his helmet.
"Clean run," he said.
Mira nodded. "Good control."
Liana looked at Fenric.
"This team works," she said.
Fenric nodded.
"Yes," he replied. "Next time, we push one chamber deeper."
They started the walk back to Rivergate.
Behind them, the dungeon remained silent.
It had been tested again.
They walked back to Rivergate without speaking much.
Everyone was tired, but not exhausted.
Fenric stayed at the front, watching the road.
Liana walked beside him.
Borin followed close, armor still on.
Mira stayed last, eyes moving, alert.
Nothing followed them.
When the city walls came into view, Borin finally relaxed his shoulders.
"We should report," he said.
Fenric nodded. "Guild first. Short report."
They entered Rivergate through the west gate.
People moved around them, unaware of where they had been.
At the guild hall, Fenric handed over the map.
"Heavy path tested," he said. "Two burrowers. Two earth hounds. No damage. Pressure rises past second chamber."
The clerk nodded and wrote it down.
"Good work," he said. "No injuries?"
"No," Fenric replied.
After that, they separated.
Borin went to repair his shield edge.
Mira went to restock traps.
Liana headed to training.
Fenric stayed outside the guild for a moment.
He looked back toward the road leading to the dungeon.
Not worried.
Not excited.
Just thinking.
They had done well.
But the dungeon had not pushed back.
That meant deeper chambers were waiting.
Fenric turned away and walked into the city.
Tomorrow, they would rest.
After that, they would go back.
One chamber deeper.
Fenric returned to the inn alone.
He cleaned his bow and checked his arrows.
None were broken.
A few would need new fletching.
He sat on the bed and rested his hands.
His body felt stable.
No strain.
His aura remained steady.
That was good.
Downstairs, the inn was loud with voices.
Adventurers talked about runs and rewards.
Fenric did not join them.
Later, Liana returned.
"Training went fine," she said. "No issues."
Fenric nodded. "Good."
They ate a simple dinner.
Nothing heavy.
After eating, Fenric reviewed the map again.
He marked the next chamber in light ink.
"We don’t push fast," he said.
Liana agreed. "We wait for Borin and Mira to be ready."
That night, Fenric slept early.
No dreams.
No tension.
Morning came.
They met Borin and Mira at the guild after noon.
Not to enter the dungeon.
Just to plan.
Mira placed new notes on the table.
"Ground pressure patterns," she said. "There’s a pause after each chamber."
Borin added, "If it spikes suddenly, we pull back."
Fenric listened and adjusted the plan.
"Next run is observation," he said. "Not a clear."
No one disagreed.
They set the date for two days later.
Then they parted again.
The city moved as usual.
The dungeon waited.
And the team prepared.
The next two days passed quietly.
Fenric kept his routine simple.
Morning stretches.
Bow maintenance.
Light meals.
He spent time at the fletcher’s shop.
He replaced the damaged fletching.
Tested balance.
Tested draw.
Everything felt right.
Liana focused on control drills.
Short movements.
Quick stops.
No wasted force.
They did not train together much.
Both knew their roles.
On the second evening, Fenric checked the weather.
Clear skies.
No storms.
Good conditions.
That night, Borin sent a short message through the guild.
Shield repaired.
Armor ready.
Mira sent hers shortly after.
New traps prepared.
Markers restocked.
Fenric read both.
No changes needed.
He folded the map and placed it carefully in his pack.
Tomorrow, they would return.
Not to fight deep.
Not to rush.
Just to see what waited beyond the next chamber.
Fenric lay down and closed his eyes.
The city slept.
The dungeon remained still.
Morning would come again.
