My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Whether that tear fell from that face because of my words or because of the Blood Spirit attack, I didn’t know. All of Twilight’s actions after that point though showed no sympathy, not that I had ever considered King Diorite a sympathetic person.

I avoided fighting directly, staying back as a support for my Monsters. I was a supporter, and supporting those more powerful than me was what I was best at. Whether it was slaves or monsters, I could amplify their strength and then turn it against my enemies. With my healing ability, I could repair their damage, speed them up, and boost their abilities. I proceeded to do all of this.

This was ultimately why I went to such efforts to tame these monsters. I suspected that part of the reason I was even able to tame them in the first place was that deep down, they could sense that Twilight was coming, and understood that the only way they would have a chance was if they worked together and had their strength amplified. I had to admit to myself that under normal circumstances, I don’t think I could have easily tamed such powerful boss monsters. They were all more powerful than I was, yet they had each succumbed to me eventually and allowed me to be their master. It was their survival instinct.

The only one who didn’t fight was Terra. Compared to the much larger monsters, Terra was too small of a target. Her strength was defense, but what boss monster didn’t have a ton of defense? Plus, with their sizes, she’d need to be leaping around desperately to protect them. Monsters weren’t people, and even after taming them they wouldn’t understand party dynamics or remain in formation.

Thus, I decided it was better to keep her out of it, or perhaps more importantly to keep the pair of us in reserve. At a vital point in the battle, the pair of us could rush in and deliver the final strike on Twilight’s avatar, thus ending this dungeon battle for good.

While trying to manage this battle, I was also having to manage the battle between the wraiths and my skeletons. There were more wraiths, and the battle was a continuous effort of falling back. However, I had built the dungeon so that there was a lot of room to fall back on. Still, we needed to defeat Twilight quickly, and then we could focus on pushing back the flood of enemies and end the battle.

“It is time to end this!” Twilight suddenly shouted. “I’m done playing with you any longer.”

A rumbling sound came through the entire room, and then dozens of those black shadow-like vines that had overtaken the dwarf city came barging through the door. They flowed through the room, forcing the bosses to have to engage them. The Blood Spirit who used a soul attack seemed to be the best and forcing them back, but as soon as one tentacle disintegrated, another dozen appeared.

More and more poured into the room like a flood. The cyclops fell back and was overtaken in a flood of tentacles.

{Your Raging Cyclops had died!}

“So quickly?” I cried out.

“Did you honestly think this battle would go in your direction? I am the world! And you… you are far too small!”