The Runic Artist Chapter 41: Chapter 360 - Seriously?

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“Time to start taking this seriously!” yelled Fili. “A hero takes every battle seriously,” called back Hrung’Jak from behind his round wooden shield. “I wasn’t talking to you!” groused Fili as her eyes flicked to the blue goblin in their midst. Frick, much to her chagrin, was not using his Horde ability. Instead the little bastard was holding the Solaris, shrunken down to the size of Fili’s arm, like it was some sort of rifle and firing the miniature cannons on it. The blasts were, to no one's surprise, also miniature. “Almighty Boom! Heaven’s Fist! Pew pew pew!” Frick cackled as the miniature attacks struck the gigantic beetles carapace…and dispersed doing nothing. “Oh,” acknowledged Jak. “That makes more sense. But we do not need Frick to bring down this beast. We have your Quick wit, my Heroic figure, and of course, Wulfgar, Lord of Nightmares!” Jak looked around as the giant beetle charged him. “Where is Wulfgar?” Screaming came from the other side of the cave and Fili regretted ever agreeing to this particular escapade. She should have vetoed it when she had the chance. Instead, like always, she’d let Jak’s blind optimism put them into another bad situation. This wasn’t even the third one, let alone the first, since they’d started their ‘tour’ of the Wild Realms. The screaming continued, only Fili could hear that it was coming closer. Then Wulfgar came barreling out of a side tunnel. “There’s more! Run for your lives!” Wulfgar's warning gave Fili enough time to react to the changing battlefield. With Quick Steps she was on the other side of the room, faster than the flap of a butterfly’s wings. Wulfgar was nowhere near as fast but he had a headstart so he was halfway across the room when two more Greater Divine beetles charged into the room. Fili hoped that maybe, just maybe, her comrades would start taking this seriously. She meant Frick. Definitely Frick. Defying her hopes, the little blue goblin took his shrunken Solaris and placed it on top of the pirate hat he’d taken to wearing. Fili had no idea how he got it to stay there, but that was nothing new. She didn’t understand how half of his abilities worked. Her musings had beginning to wonder if spending so much time in Nate’s head had cracked the goblin spirit. Either way, she was expecting to have to catch Frick when the newest beetle charged him. Instead, Frick threw out the most casual of punches, as if his tiny body mass would slow down the rolling wall of chitin in the form of a Greater Divine beetle. The impact of goblin fist and beetle face lit the cavern up like it was midday on a world far too close to their sun. Frick went rolling and Fili moved again, appearing so fast it was like she’d teleported to arrest Frick’s momentum with her foot. With wide blue eyes and a sharp, toothy grin Frick held up his smoking fist to Fili’s face. “Kiss it better?” “There’s three of them now and you’re still not going to take this seriously?” she huffed. The sound of thick carapace on Divine wood reverberated in the enclosed space as Jak held off two of the beetles while Fili waited for a response. “This would’ve been a daytime stroll for Nate,” said Frick with a smirk. “Yeah, well, we’re not Nate. What did you call us? The B Team?” “It was the P Team actually. And since you’re the only one without one you really should let me graft you a di…” Fili didn’t let him finish. Quick Hands picked him up and launched him back into the fray and then she was moving again. Another Quick Step and she was blocking one of the exits as Wulfgar tried to flee. “I thought you had it handled,” she whispered, trying to be gentle with her words as she prevented their supposed leader from fleeing. Wulfgar’s eyes darted around wildly, focusing on the hole he had just run out of. “I do have it handled. Which is why we need to get out of here right the fuck now!” Fili’s eyebrows started rising. The slowest action she had taken since this whole fiasco started. “What did you do?!” “Nightmares, Fili. I