They pressed forward without losing momentum, slipping from one battlefield into the next as the Dungeon World reshaped itself around them.
Level 6 opened to a valley shrouded in deep twilight. Where giant moth-like beasts drifted silently above fields of violet grass.
Their wings scattered clouds of toxic dust that shimmered like stars.
The group moved with precision.
Sylmira froze the dust midair, Saeldir sealed the moths' Magic, and the others killed them before the poison could settle.
Each of those kills sent more essence spiraling into their bodies, strengthening their limbs and sharpening their minds.
Level 7 erupted in thunder the moment they stepped through.
Floating platforms hovered above an endless storm ocean, lightning pillars rising and falling at random.
The monsters here were serpentine creatures with metallic scales that attacked from all directions.
