Fantasy Dungeon Builder's Harem

Ms. Trueno shouted at the raiju again as the beast burst out of the webbing and lunged for Leo. Despite the fact he was made of fire, the lightning wolf still wanted his blood. The teacher wouldn't let her favorite student be hurt at all.

Her passionate cry punched the lightning wolf, throwing the beast down. Ms. Trueno hissed in delight. She was enjoying these new powers of hers. They were something amazing. Something that she reveled in possessing.

She wasn't helpless here. She wouldn't be victimized as a thunder sprite. She had power.

The lightning wolf fired a breath of lightning at Leo as the beast gained her feet.

Ms. Trueno gasped in alarm, hating herself for her moment of gloating. But Leo was ready.

"Hammer concusses, let the might of Lord Ishkur deafen!"

The air warped before the lightning wolf. A sonic hammer slammed into the beast and slammed it hard in the head. The wolf staggered from the blow while Leo sidestepped the lightning blast. It crashed into the wall behind him.

Ms. Trueno drew in another breath.

The air crackled from the lightning bolt's passage, tingling over my skin.

Unfazed, I chanted, "From above it falls, let the ice of Lord Anshar crush!"

The stunned raiju didn't have a chance to dodge Frozen Fall. A large chunk of ice slammed down on her head. She collapsed and vanished in a burst of golden light. I let out a relieved breath. Two arachnes dead.

Too high a price for one monster girl.

But she was down. The city was almost mine. The halflings almost saved.

Halia sprang at the burning treant, Blessed Blade buzzing and shining with light.

Lady Sherida's blessing animated the paladin's limbs. The Lady of Light had blessed Halia. Her black hair flowed behind her as she closed the distance. The treant saw her. Snarling in pain, thick roots clubbed at Halia.

Her sword hummed as it slashed through the first then the second. The severed ends tumbled past her head. She jumped over a tripping attack. Fire burned to the side, the three surviving salamanders breathing their hot fire.

Halia landed and lunged.

Her sword rammed through the chest of the monster girl. The treant's branches rustled in the air above her head. Halia swiped to the right, cutting through flesh and out the side. An arm spilled to the ground.

The treant staggered back. The branches rustled and whipped at Halia.

Her sword was faster.

She cut off the treant's head. The monster girl had a look of abject terror frozen on her face before she vanished in a burst of golden light. Halia panted, confused by that look. Terror. What did she have to be afraid of? She'll be reborn. She's not dead.

Halia glanced across the meeting hall. Lord Leo burned, but not from the enemy. The flames around him snuffed out. Three arachnes dropped from the ceiling. Ms. Trueno stood by him. He glanced across the room

Their eyes met. He nodded.

She returned it. They had won.

"Is the city secure?" Leo asked, his voice ringing through all their minds.

"It is, big bro!" Garnet answered. "Kweh, heh, heh, the city is yours! The evacuation is well underway! We won, big bro! We won! Kweh, heh, heh, heh, heh!"

Leo shook his head while Halia couldn't help but smile. The salamanders burst into laughter as they gathered around Halia. There were smiles on Engana's, Malvada's, and Horca's faces. Their burning wings fluttered behind them.

"Where do you need help with the evacuation?" asked Lord Leo.

"North and south," Garnet answered. "East and west are pretty well done."

Morana the banshee waited in the dungeon. Halflings were starting to trickle in now. Small groups that looked at her and squeaked in fright. That made the goth monster girl smile for a moment. I'm a dark lady of Death.

"Morana," Leo's voice rang through her mind. "Help with the evacuation in the south. Baaghi, you help in the north. Halia, go south with your salamanders while I take the arachnes and Ms. Trueno north."

"And what about me, Lord Leo?" Isatu asked.

"You're still my last reserve," Lord Leo told her. "Things could go wrong still. Hela, any sign?"

"No enemy forces coming yet," the wildhound answered.

Morana rushed up the stairs, her cloak of black mist billowing behind her. She was now a dark lady on a mission of mercy. Death didn't have to always take life. Death could preserve it. Protect it. Today, she would do that.

She stepped out onto the street and rushed towards a group of halflings peering out of a building. She put on a big smile. The old Morana would never have been interested in helping people. That was something preps did.

She wasn't that person any longer.

Kassie was all smiles. The halflings were flooding in. A crowd of them waited as she stood by the teleporter. Once she had as many on as she could, the words were spoken.

"Asud Gu!"

The circle glowed. The white light engulfed the halflings and whisked them to the other side of the mountains and the village of Astovin. This is a miracle, floated through Kassie's mind as she motioned for the next group to squeeze on.

"Teleport circle is clear," Feya reported.

Once more, the halflings filled up the circle. As soon as Kassie had on as many as could fit, the words were spoken.

Sulanga Stormfury gripped his Void Crystal. In the heart of his dungeon, in his Vault, he revived the last of his monster girls that had been slain. Peda and Vilkas would have to be punished severely for this disaster. Losing his city.

Fury whipped through him. He marched forward through his dungeon, every step matching the raging beat of his heart. He would show this dungeon builder upstart who had attacked him the price of challenging the storm.

He would whip away Leo and his monster girls. He would annihilate them. He would bring them all down. He would step on this bug and crush him into the ground. His hands balled into fists as he marched through his empty dungeon, passing the myriad of traps, navigating the labyrinth, until he reached the hall where all his monster slaves gathered.

He swept out before them. They all knelt. Werewolves behind Peda, that cow of a treant; thunderbirds behind Vilkas, that mongrel bitch of a raiju; phoenixes behind Esclava, his ifrit; and the hippogriffs behind his first companion, Paetu the djinn. His brother's wife.

"You saw no sign of Level 3 Monster Girls?" Sulanga Stormfury growled.

"None, Master," whimpered Peda. She quivered, her branches rustling.

"It was Lord Leo," Vilkas added, her face pressed into the floor. "He used no Expert Magic?"

"Then he is done," growled the dungeon builder. His swarthy face twisted in a grin. "Vilkas, transform! I will ride you, bitch!"

"Yes, Master," she whimpered and blurred from her female form into that of the wolf made of lightning.

Sulanga marched to her and threw his leg over her back. He sat on her haunches and looked around at his monster slaves. The werewolves blurred into their wolf forms. The others spread their wings wide. He had powerful monster girls.

"Let's ride!" he snarled. "That city is mine!"

He led every monster slave he had out of his dungeon.​