Labyrinth of Legends - Part 6

The rest of my Haylon class was milling about, ready to start as the rest of my party and I walked out of Crimson’s portal to a meeting area with class 2-A.

“Ken!” Penny’s head shot up, seeing me arrive. The blue-haired Frost Knight was always eager to see me. “You’re out of the sling.”

“Yes, I fucking am.” I rolled my shoulder. It still felt stiff from disuse. “Are we all ready to hunt some vampires?” I chuckled.

It wasn’t just Class 2-A present in the room. Class 2-B was standing around as well, with the Harem Queen lingering behind them, and then several clusters of upperclassmen were sprinkled around as well.

Ren, president of the senior class, gave me a sharp wave. “You aren’t allowed to beat us or we won’t graduate. Figured the best option was to ask to join you on this trip.”

I glanced at Crimson as she played with her long, black braid. The group around us was far larger than I’d expected.

“Oh, it’ll be fine. This event is quite large,” Crimson answered my unspoken question before speaking up to the rest of the people present. “Listen up. We’ll be heading out in just a moment. You can all set up camp at the base of the path. It’s fairly safe.”

“Crimson-safe or safe-safe?” Taylor raised her hand while speaking at the same time. The sporty fighter smirked at her question.

In fairness, it was a valid differentiation.

Crimson deadpanned at her. “It isn’t a safe zone if that’s what you are asking.”

“Right, right.” Taylor nodded, and her group started organizing who was going to be on watch. We all knew the dangers of the dungeon and wouldn’t be caught unprepared.

“Let’s get this show on the road.” Crimson seemed less than pleased with the question and ripped a portal open to compensate. It glowed around the edges, and through it there was a bleak landscape.

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