The Weakest Kobold In The Dungeon Gets A Level [Book 1 Complete] Chapter 39: Chapter 35: Watching For Shadows In The Dark

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Chapter 35 Waiting For Shadows In The Dark Weightless. Formless. Nothing to show for his existence, but his thoughts and the dull glow of a flask at his side. The dark crowns hovering before him sparkled as if they held the stars themselves within. A series of ripples ran through the space before him, like when a stone gets skipped across the water. Disturbances in the surface revealed an endless trail of simultaneously liquid and crystallized light. And that light reached out, branches stretching forth to touch the stars. Then he saw the cracks. The light had been broken. Thin strands of light strayed from the whole, tethered to the crowns, to the flask, and to him. No longer without form. It was almost imperceptible, but like the crowns and the flask, he glowed. Emotions flowed into him from the crowns. From two of them, confusion, and from the third Nik felt unbridled rage. And then he felt something else. Almost overpowered by the strength of the rage, a soft ray of hope trickled from the stream of broken light. A heart began to beat, and lungs filled with air. His heart. His lungs. The world around Nik broke against him, shattering the vision into a treeline and grasslands. Head spinning, he narrowly avoided crashing into Ryan as he stumbled forward to be caught by Harper’s arms. “I… saw…” Nik said, unable to finish his sentence as his sense of gravity swung from one side to the other. His legs, head, and stomach felt pulled in a different direction every other breath. Ryan let out a whine as he nuzzled against Nik’s side, but the sound of the fae-dragon’s concern was drowned out by an odd mimicry of a battlecry. A young, screaming goblin ran at Nik and Harper with a stick in hand. He came to a stop, nearly tripping over his own feet. The Stormclaw child stood as tall as he could, held his stick pointed in their direction, and called out, “Let… Let go of Lord Nik… or feel the staff of Bonesy.” Harper was on one knee holding a swaying Nik. She looked over his head to the slightly shorter creature, mouth opening and closing without words until she said, “Who? Wait, what?” Struggling to keep his body upright, Nik said, “I’m ok, Bonesy. I just need a moment.” Bonesy’s eyes only squinted, jaw clenched he replied, “Okay, but I’ve got my eyes on these people. If they try anythin’ funny, then I’ll be by your side.” This kid is brave and foolhardy. I need to make sure he stays safe until he has the chance to grow up, Nik thought. He leaned away from Harper and motioned for Bonesy. The goblin child shoved his stick through the cloth belt he’d strapped around his waist as if it were a sword being sheathed. Nik dropped the flask into his inventory and said, “My right hand goblin can take it from here, thank you.” Harper allowed the confused expression to fall from her face and asked, “What did you see?” Nik tried not to put his full weight on Bonesy as he answered. “I saw… Well, I think what I saw was the tower’s true form. Like a tree made of liquid light and jewels, but it was damaged. Then there were also the three crowns. I could sense emotions coming from them, and I’m pretty sure they sensed me, too.” Bonesy held surprisingly firm, supporting much of Nik’s weight as he whispered to himself, “The tower’s true form is liquid light and jewels, and emotions from crowns… Anyone else I’d say these were daydreams and impossible realities?” Wolf climbed out of the cart, his lumbering motions accompanied by complaints of soreness and stiff limbs. “Shifting does not feel great. Hey, Lana. About earlier, thank you. And I’m sorry, the shadows distracted me from using any of the wolfsbane,” said the now human looking stranger. Harper wheeled on him and said, “You shouldn’t have been so out of control Wolf. You and I are going to need to have a talk about that later, but right now bigger things are at play. Also, introductions are in order. Nik, this is my companion Wolf. Wolf, this is Burrow Lord Nik Stormclaw of the ‘ Green Tower ’.” Nik r