The Ascension
Fian shook his head groggily as the spell concluded after an indeterminable period and took a look around at his new surroundings and was instantly sure that the first thing he saw there, would also be the last.
Standing not less than a few feet away from him was some kind of demon., A deep shade of crimson, eight feet tall and very, very muscular, It held a large scythe and had long jagged teeth which jutted out of it's mouth and luminous yellow eyes which were presently fixed on Fian.
For almost a minute, neither of them moved and continued to stare silently at each other.
Now this was something that Horny liked, A human who was actually brave or stupid enough to actually set eyes on him and not run away screaming. Perhaps this one was finally the one he had been waiting for, but first, before making any decisions, he had to determine whether he was worthy or not.
Without any warning Horny charged at the human before him. He moved with astounding speed considering his bulk and was nearly within striking distance of the man before him when he jumped out of the way.
Fian's mind raced as he considered his predicament. The moment he set eyes on the creature, he knew if he chose to attack, as the creature had, he wouldn't have had a ghost of a chance of beating him. His best bet would be to try to get to one of the passage's in the wall and try to find his way out, however this was easier said than done. For he knew that turning his back on the creature or trying to sidle away towards any of the other passages would have possibly fatal consequences for him.
"The best thing to do now would be to try to survive till I get a chance to escape without too much risk," he thought, as he waited on tenterhooks to evade the creature's next attack.
Meanwhile Horny was growing more and more confident that the human was worthy enough to claim his old master's Dungeon Heart, for not only had he been brave enough to face Horny without fleeing in terror but had also proved himself capable of dodging Horny's attacks.
Yet some doubts still lingered in his mind. Although he greatly desired to be set free of his imprisonment, his desire to not be the minion of an incompetent Keeper unworthy of his power was still far greater and he was about to charge at the human before him once more when someone else in the dungeon invisible to, though not unknown to even Horny spoke. Someone who was bound to the dungeon much the same way Horny was, but one whose confinement was not a matter of anguish and indeed more of amusement. Someone who had been watching Horny's duel with the thief since its very start but had chosen not to reveal himself to them. Someone who was far older than even the dungeon they resided in itself. .
