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Pausing at the door into the next room, Issei spotted black fur and what looked like spears. Stormvermin. It made sense, as he seemed to be facing groups of enemies divided by type and in the order he had encountered them in the burrows. A fitting mechanic for the last dungeon of this series. He just hoped that he didn't have to fight Boneripper again, as fighting the mutant thing the first two times had been a colossal pain in the rear.
Stormvermin Footsoldier LV9
[Pack Rat]
Repeating his tactic from the Clanrats, Issei waded into them slicing and parrying blows as he went. The Stormvermin were even better equipped than the last time he had faced a squad of them, with [Crude Steel Armour] and [Crude Steel Halberds]. It still wasn't enough to offset Issei's determination to make them into his EXP.
You have slain [Stormvermin Footsoldier] X10! You earn 3000 EXP!
That put the EXP from each Stormvermin at 300 each. Nice.
More generic loot from the ratmen and, yet again, no hidden doors, spaces or passages in the room. It was becoming clear that the sole reason he had been given the damn necklace was to see the low level traps. Talk about a let-down. Make no mistake; being able to see the annoying traps was a godsend, but not having any secret rooms to find was a bit of a downer.
Issei took his armour off for a moment and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Fighting so many ratmen one after another was so damn exhausting; especially with those damn passages full of deadly traps between them. It was mentally exhausting on top of the physical tiredness, likely the entire point of the whole setup.
Re-equipping his armour, the Sekiryūtei tossed the broken hilts of the third pair of ninjatō he'd used since he entered the burrow. Was the poison in the air corrosive to iron as well? It would explain why the crude imitation weapons were shattering like glass after only a single battle.
[Poison Resistance] has levelled up! LV6-LV7!
Suppressing his irritation at the reminder, Issei pulled out another pair of ninjatō from his inventory and started to advance once more.
Elsewhere…
Rias Gremory frowned as a small magic circle appeared in the air before her. She and her darling servants had just finished killing a Stray Devil that they had been hunting for the last couple of hours and she had just about to order them to head back to their homes when this appeared. She recognised the symbol; it was a Sitri Circle, which likely meant Sona.
"Sona? What's the emergency?" she asked with a frown. Her childhood friend was as stubborn as she was and would never contact her at this time of night unless she and her Peerage had run into a more challenging foe than had been anticipated and she didn't have the raw power to take care of it alone. The Sitri Heiress had been hunting another Stray on the other side of Kuō, and it wasn't a powerful one either, so this was an unpleasant surprise.
"Rias, can you feel that magic?" Sona's voice asked over the communications spell.
The Gremory Heiress reached out with her magic senses and frowned. Now that Sona had drawn her attention to it, there was an unusual build-up of magic in the section of Kuō that her friend was supposed to be hunting in. And by 'unusual', Rias meant that there was any kind of magic build-up whatsoever there. One reason why her brother and Sona's sister had selected Kuō for their jointly-held territories was that they were practically the only supernaturals in the entire city, although the Fallen had been seen recently around an abandoned church in the south of the city. Oh, there was the odd Stray Devil every now and then, and Koneko had reported some itinerant Yōkai passing through every so often, but Kuō was very much the sticks as far as the supernatural was concerned.
"Yes, I can." She answered her friend, "I take it that it isn't that Stray you were hunting?"
"We took care of it a handful of moments ago." Sona answered dismissively, "She was inordinately cowardly, so it took some time to pin her down. I think this matches the odd surges of magic that our caped friend has been making whenever he raids the dens of these ratmen. I think it's time we sat down with him and found out what the hell is going on here."
"Agreed." The Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess said with a sharp nod that went unseen by her friend, "Wait for my Peerage and I to show up and we'll track down this magic source."
"Already done, Rias." Her friend said somewhat smugly, "We're standing outside the old bomb shelter on the eastern edge of Kuō. It's emitting magic like a fountain, but I have Tsubaki containing it. I blasted the door down, but the air coming out is poisonous. Not enough to affect devils, but a human would be dead in a few minutes…a regular human, anyway."
Rias' frown grew deeper. The masked and caped person who was rampaging through their territory after these ratmen was becoming more mysterious the more she found out about him, rather than less. Fighting ability with a sword that grew verifiably within what had to be a relatively short timeframe, magical ability that seemed to be based in earth magic and barriers at least, a nigh-paranoiac desire to keep his identity concealed and now either the willingness to dive into an enemy stronghold filled with poison without care or doing so with the ability to ignore or severely mitigate said poison…she honestly didn't know quite what to make of him.
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