Back in the same good old dungeon, Martin's party headed straight to the Buried Hidden Mine and wreaked havoc.
Out of everyone, NukEncore wore the widest smile. Martin had carried her like a princess, handled the cart mechanic perfectly with his shield, and made sure everyone could safely draw aggro from every monster in the hidden dungeon.
"I love our party!" NukEncore shouted with such excitement that even the goblins momentarily saw her as an elf, only to harrumph and call her a witch instead.
Chaosgraphy chortled. "A witch suits you well. Get some pimples and a pot."
NukEncore burst out laughing. "I'll turn your chicken wings crispy."
"Haha!" Martin laughed aloud.
Everyone else laughed with him, handing Chaosgraphy one of her rare quiet losses. She showed nothing on her face and simply charged deeper into the armored goblins.
