The Weakest Kobold In The Dungeon Gets A Level [Book 1 Complete] Chapter 41: Chapter 37: To Take A Crown

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Chapter 37 To Take A Crown The air bore an eerie quiet. The only sounds to be heard were the cracking of torch flames and the rustling of grass from a light breeze. The task at hand was an assault on his nerves as he stared into the deepening darkness of the treeline. The ring of torches behind him, both those staked into the ground and those held aloft, was the last line of defense for those without the flame skill. The large moonlit field was an open plane around the small band of warriors. They’d become rebels against a king whose kingdom was poised to claim Kyraneth. Nik had seen a glimpse of the shadow king’s own world, and it was a cold, ruinous land. There’d been no people within sight, not even his soldiers. Where one might expect guards and advisors, the king had no one by his side. I refuse to allow that kingdom to take root here. On that note, it’s been hours since sunfall with no sign of anything chasing after us. If nothing comes then we might have an extra day to keep building up our defen… His thoughts were interrupted when Beatrice shouted, “There, at the path we came from! They have’'t stepped out from the canopy, yet.” With the high level of her perception stat, she could see farther and more clearly than any of the rest of them could. The battle was finally about to begin. Relief, excitement, and fear each warred for control of Nik's heart. No more waiting, the thrill of a fight was at their door, but they had a lot to lose. He could see the movement now, below the branches. Nik said, “There are more of them than I want to fight, but the king did say it was an army that would be coming. Let's see how much we can fix that.” They were filing into the gaps between trees, silent as death, and there were too many for him to count their numbers. “Wait for my orders. Once enough of them enter the grass within the outer ring, we show them the light,” said Nik. They moved. Dark shapes flowed across the grassland, like a floodgate had collapsed and released a black river. “Ready the torches!” Nik commanded. The shadows flew across the ground between them, over the gap Nik's people had carved into the dirt, and into the tall grass. As they drew near, Nik called out, “Wait… Hold… Now!” Flames curled through the air from the outstretched hands of the adventurers and out to the pyres they'd built. Interspersed throughout the field were short towers of oil doused branches. They’d been leaned into each other to delicately support small heaps of piled baking flour. The flames momentarily roared, causing the shadows to slow with hesitance. The burst of fire was short-lived, however, as the flour was immediately consumed. The effects were not the inferno generating trick they’d hoped for, and even the oil had yet to take flame. Small patches of grass had only caught the smallest of fires; they would have to do their best with what they had. “Funnel them!” Nik shouted. Lightning and a pillar of light from the sky were the adventurers’ reply. The two abilities were formidable weapons against these enemies, tearing the shadows from their hosts as they burned through the enemy flanks on either side of the battlefield. “BlackDagger, wall!” commanded Nik as the shadow monsters continued toward them. The silent creatures gave wide berth to the small circles of light around the torches, but otherwise undeterred, would be upon them in a matter of breaths. Sir BlackDagger’s Shield Wall shimmered to life between them and slammed forward against the pressing army. Instead of a collision throwing the enemies back, however, it landed with a dull, softened impact. The shadows had absorbed the force of the blows, but they’d still been held back temporarily. Just before Sir BlackDagger’s Shield Wall ability collapsed, Nik saw smoke rising from some of the pyres, and the oil caught flame. Nik rushed forward, Shock Armor activated. Feet struck the ground to his left and right as his guards moved alongside him. Using the level of control granted