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A Soldier's Life - 317 - Why Do They Always Run? (final edit 8-5-25)
🕑 Added 2024-12-23 20:24:28 +0000 UTCChapter 317: Why Do They Always Run? Jhuarkasha was momentarily in shock at Rhuuk’s demise. He looked from the large violet aether stone to
Chapter 317: Why Do They Always Run?
Jhuarkasha was momentarily in shock at Rhuuk’s demise. He looked from the large violet aether stone to me and back, then started running toward the exit in the center of the massive chamber. In my best Tommy Lee Jones voice, I mused to myself. “Why do they always run?” I was not in good shape to be chasing the orc cleric with my injuries only partially healed. He could have at least been polite and given me half an hour to self-heal.
A rope of lightning wrapped his waist and promptly exploded in a thundering flash. He stumbled and stood, uninjured, and began to run again once he regained his feet. Mynasha repeated her attack, and this time, the cleric fell moderately wounded as it appeared he hadn’t reestablished all his defenses. Her third attack was diverted to the ceiling, exploding a red crystal forty feet off the ground in a brilliant shower of red sparkles.
I shielded my eyes as I was covered in chips and flakes of glowing red crystals. “Stop!” I shouted at her. Regaining my sight, the air around her looked heated as she pulled more aether to herself. She looked at me questionably, and I approached her, talking while I walked. “The dretches will get him. You said we couldn’t kill them.” I wasn’t sure how good the Elder Truthseekers were, but plausible deniability was always best. My bone inscriptions might protect me, but they Mynasha didn’t have my advantages
“You killed Rhuuk, and Jhuarkasha has no honor,” she rebuked me. She looked a little angry the cleric hadn’t relinquished the snake demon horns.
“I didn’t kill Rhuuk. He was just standing in the wrong place at the wrong time,” I said, smirking. Her forehead creased questionably before mirroring my grin in realization. Jhuarkasha screamed for help as the first dretch reached him, but this just caused a buzzing of stirges overhead. I stood next to Mynasha and watched him try to consume potions and maintain his defenses.
He was surprisingly successful as the minutes dragged on. It was clear he had a lot of aether and was well-practiced in shielding, even though I judged him a lackey. The problem was that he wasn’t moving, and the dretches were slowly calling in support from their brethren. Four dretches now circled him with four stirges buzzing above him. He lasted much longer than I gave him credit for—almost twenty minutes—and he even managed to kill two stirges, although four took their place.
Mynasha relaxed as the dretches tore the body apart and consumed the flesh greedily. They didn’t stop with the flesh as their jaws soon splintered and ground bone noisily. It was one of the most gruesome displays I had seen on Desia. I lamented the loss of the essence, but I was not in any shape to fight the four dretches and the six stirges now circling.
I decided to use the collector on Rhuuk before he stopped producing an essence. I wasn’t sure if I needed to remove the aether stone grave marker to get the collector closer, so I activated it near his exposed shoulder. The aetheric essence being drawn was just thin wisps, so I definitely needed it closer to the heart. The major essence that formed was pale yellow, reminding me of a large lemon drop—an insight essence.
I looked out where now seven dretches were feasting and lamented the loss of the cleric’s essence again, but there was going to be nothing left to use the collector on. I turned away to approach the ice demon entrance.
“We don’t need the ice demon if we can recover the snake demon horns,” Mynasha said logically. I ignored her as my eyes were locked on my black spear. The demonic rock was practically touching it, waiting for me to try and reclaim it.
“I want to reclaim my spear. Will you help?” I asked, not taking my eyes off it.
To her credit, Mynasha nodded and joined me in support. “I can be ready in a few minutes,” she said as she started drawing aether again. I nodded and remained standing, my eyes fixed on the spear while drinking water to restore body mass. I strapped the bands with small metal spikes that should although me move on the ice.
I waited until Mynasha stood beside me, her own ice spikes attached to her boots. We stepped across the threshold, me with magebane in one hand and a shield in the other. The other end of the short corridor sealed us in, a wall of blue glowstone now blocking our exit. The wash of cold air caused goosebumps as the temperature was already below freezing. Our breath formed clouds in front of us. Inhaling deeply hurt my lungs.
When we talked with Glasha, we had already developed plans for each demon. Unfortunately, the hellhound had not cooperated, and now the ice demon was doing the same. The rock unfolded to a standing posture, powdered snow falling off its bony exoskeleton. A nine-foot golem-looking demon stood before us, holding my damn spear!
“I am going to need that back,” I said heatedly. Instead of cooperating, the ice demon crouched and launched itself at us. Lightning and air shields hindered its movement as we circled on the icy ground, gouging the ice as we moved. The demon was not skilled with the spear, swinging it wildly. Normally, the creature fought with its impressive claws, but it seemed to like my weapon.
Its massive hind legs could launch it forward at an impressive speed, but the bony plates make it slow to turn, so as long as you kept circling, you could stay out of its reach. One mistake and the thousand-pound demon would grapple you, and it would be the end for you.
Our plan, and the plan of most warlords who fought this demon, was to get a blade in its knee joint. If you succeed in that, its movement will be greatly hindered. The problem was getting close enough. It was swinging my spear like a fly swatter in a massive arc. The floor was treacherous, and you could slip on an ice patch at the worst possible moment, even with the metal spikes we wore.
As the temperature dropped rapidly, I was starting to get worried. “Do you want me to?” Mynasha asked. Our plan B was for her to spam her lightning and hope she hit. She was already channeling so much aether for her shields that her halter top was gone, and her leather skirt was not far behind. On the positive side, the aetheric aura around her seemed to be holding off the cold for her. She was actually glistening in sweat.
“No, I will try to disable it,” I responded. I had studied the ice demons’ movements, and it was mostly predictable, but the last thing I wanted to do was test the black spear against my armor. I had seen the spear in action too many times, easily parting armor and flesh. I closed on demon, going into a slide as it swept the spear in an arc. It passed a few feet over my head as my body impacted the bony leg. Magebane sought the joint as I forced it between two bony plates.
I planted both my feet on its shin and pushed off, sliding backward in plenty of time before the spear came crashing down cashing a spray of ice chunks. Its movements reminded me of a clumsy robot. With magebane embedded in its knee, it could no longer bend the joint or turn rapidly. Brutus’ sword appeared in my hand, replacing magebane. I had been hoping magebane would disrupt its ability to keep dropping the temperature, but the air did not feel any different. I couldn’t wait to find out, as my sweat was crystalizing as soon as it formed on my skin.
“I will circle and attack it from behind,” I yelled to Mynasha. Her lightning shields had effectively restricted its movements, but my time was running out, and Mynasha had some difficulty moving on the ice while pulling aether from the environment. If I was incapacitated by the cold, we would lose.
I quickly got behind the demon and hacked away at the bony plates. Splinters of frozen bone peppered my face as I focused my swings. The progress was too slow, so I risked trying to remove the creature’s head. Glasha had been right; it was a highly magical creature with strong aether resistance. Just not strong enough to resist me. The demon’s body froze and slowly toppled over.
The exit was no longer barred, but the temperature was still well below freezing. Mynasha was already heading for the exit because as she stopped gathering aether, the cold she had been shielded from suddenly rushed to her.
I reclaimed my black spear, noting the reward chest near the wall of the chamber. It looked like a solid square block of ice, and it could wait. Some things couldn’t. As the cold air stole my sweat, I shivered uncontrollably, waiting for enough aether to retrieve the collector. I managed to work magebane out of the demon’s knee and sheath it while my body slowly formed a thin layer of frost on it.
When the time came, I was numb and my mind foggy as the collector yielded an apex essence of water. Just what I had been hoping for. I stumbled out of the demon room into the hot, humid air of the main chamber. Mynasha had been watching me and gave me a mother’s disapproving look. “It could have waited,” she chastised. I just shivered in response. Maybe, but I guessed I might have only gotten a major essence if I waited longer.
Mynasha allowed me to warm up slowly while she guarded us. The area was clear, and the dretches had finally finished with Jhuarkasha’s corpse, having dispersed and returned to wandering again. We needed to see about claiming what was left of Rhuuk and Jhuarkasha’s gear, and I also wanted to go on a quasit hunt now that we were not rushed.
I returned to claim the block of ice when I was mostly healed and somewhat thawed out. I just stored it and brought it to the main chamber to thaw out. I could see silver coins encased with what looked like a large porcelain serving bowl with runic writing on it. While the ice melted, I reclaimed most of the large violet aether stone so I could sort through the disgusting mess that was Warlord Rhuuk.
All that I was able to claim from the human pancake was his runic broadsword and a silver runic ring. Everything else was damaged beyond salvaging and embedded with his bodily fluids.
“Do you have the ice demon horns?” Mynasha asked. After I nodded, she asked, “Are we returning to the surface?”
“Not yet. I want to see if we can catch more of the quasits,” she nodded slowly in understanding. “We will see what remains of Jhuarkasha soon,” I said, tapping on the icy prison I sat on. It took nearly two hours for the block to melt, releasing three dozen large silver coins and a large bowl decorated with scenes of demons fighting. The scenes, featuring a wide array of demons, and required careful observation as the runes blended into the images.
“Glasha will use her lore spell on it for you,” Mynasha said after I had spent half an hour studying it. I was trying to piece together the runes I could see but was having difficulty. When I thought I was on the right track, I would find minuscule runes on a demon’s sword. I was skeptical about giving it aether, not knowing the bowl’s purpose.
We walked to where Jhuarkasha met his end, cutting down a pair of dretches and harvesting them to reach him. A pair of stirges were trying to suck blood from the stony cracks in the floor. I cut them down and harvested them as well. There was nothing left of the cleric besides bloody shredded robes. We didn’t need the snake demon horns, so we did not search for them. The dretches might have eaten them.
We searched the area, finding some non-runic gear that was now ruined. “Did he have any artifacts?” I asked Mynasha after searching for a time.
“A talisman and bracer…” She paused, thinking. “That is all I remember.”
We expanded our search and looked for those items. Not finding anything after cutting down four more pigmen. I theorized. “Maybe the dretches ate them?” Did I really want to cut open the stomachs of the foul creatures? In the end, I tried searching the stomachs of four dretches near the kill site. While I found some partially digested orc flesh during the nauseating work, I didn’t find any artifacts.
We turned our attention to attracting the quasits. The chamber was less than half a mile across, but the wandering dretches would attack you if you got within twenty yards of them. I took the opportunity to add blocks of yellow, red, and green glowstone to my space.
The shadow demon chamber looked ominous, with only a faint green glow inside. We were not going to tempt fate by challenging the strongest demon. That was why our progress was slow as we searched for the elusive green imps. Seven dretches and four stirges later, I finally spotted one. It was sitting on a small boulder, nibbling on a yellow mushroom.
The tiny creature eyed us suspiciously as we approached. If Mynasha used her lightning, there would be nothing left to use the collector on. I hoped it would turn invisible and try to hide. Instead, the bastard dashed away with its mushroom prize. “Why is it running away?” I moaned.
The pursuit became a tedious and frustrating game of endless cat and mouse as the quasit kept out of range, always stopping to sit and watch us while eating its mushroom. I tried to leave nuts on the ground to lure it, but it didn’t seem interested—maybe it was aware I was trying to trick it. When I left one of my few remaining precious apples for it, another quasit snagged it while I was focused on the first.
When I got upset, Mynasha warned me to calm down but was clearly amused. “They are tricksters and thieves. It is their nature, and they will use your frustration to make you make a mistake.” I grunted in response, not liking that a small green demon was besting me. The second quasit was invisible and hiding between two rocks with its prize apple. I moved in range and stored the entire creature inside my dimensional space. I wasn’t surprised by its strong resistance to my space magic—but it was not strong enough to resist.
The original quasit immediately became upset, chittering at us in an unfamiliar language as it frantically searched for its missing companion. I just grinned at its dismay in triumph. “Let’s go, Mynasha.”
She was surprised as we started heading back to the chamber's center. The quasit was not done with us, trying to get revenge by luring dretches and stirges against us. I welcomed the easy kills and essences. I was just waiting till the creature made a mistake and got close enough to snag.
Its thirst for vengeance overcame its caution. With my back turned, it rushed me while it was invisible. My earth speak told me exactly where it was, and it joined its companion in my dimensional space. Mynasha was not even aware I had taken the second imp.
The exit portal loomed in front of us. I had gathered almost fifty lesser quickness essences and half that number in lesser charm essences. Only a few dretches roamed in the distance now.
We left and started ascending the numerous steps to the surface. Mynasha was correct; these stairs were exhausting after more than a day of intense fighting in the dungeon. When we finally reached the top and stepped outdoors, the bright early morning sun blinded us and shone directly in our faces. A field of tents encircled the stone building, and an unusual horn sounded to notify everyone of our return.
The warlords, clerics, and Elders rushed to see who had emerged first. Mynasha had a bag in each hand, one with a hellhound head and the other with ice demon head. I could tell the Elders were not happy at who had emerged first. Mynasha was shuffled off to be questioned by the Elders, and I was left standing alone under the intense glare of warlords and clerics.
Glasha approached and saved me. She pulled me aside to talk privately. “What happened to Jhuarkasha? Is he coming?”
“The dretches got him,” I stated simply in case we were being spied on. She looked shocked.
“What about Warlord Rhuuk? Didn’t he protect him?” She asked as she came to terms with the good news.
With a flat tone, I informed her of his fate. “He got stuck between a rock and a hard place.”
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Comments
Aspiring Sage
ARAO, great fight, and a superb ending to the quest chain. I do think in the edits, you should consider increasing his returns from this dungeon. Maybe they find the third set of horns and he gets to keep them, or he gets something more significant fom the warlord/cleric than just another weapon. I do think he needs more juice from the book 5 squeeze.
HappyNoms
If he can liberate creatures out of dungeons, as the quasits seems to prove, then he can liberate the greater dopplegangers. Who are highly intelligent and amply capable. The kind of deal he could make with them for their freedom could be both fantastic and dangerous, which is great for narrative tension. And great for Eryk's moral ambiguity. If he frees them for a mission that does good, does the mission success outweigh freeing them? It gets delicious with amoral complexity. If they are a mated pair, despite being untrustworthy/evil in nature, he could keep one in dimensional storage to compel the other to do his bidding, etc. Just seems rich with possibility.
Erick Thiemke
i will correct it when I get to editing this chapter
Angus
Is it meant to be Boris's sword not Brutus?
R. Maxwell Steele
Haha maybe after she consolidates her power. Her little quest cost him a king's ransom so she definitely owes him. Also he paid for that Giant Key so he better get to keep that too. Feels like he lost wayyyyy more than he gained this time around. I had hoped the dungeon would make up for it.
J. L. Mullins
Okay, he had the PERFECT dungeon to gather a bunch of the essences that he wants and a leader of a nation who would likely be happy to just him delve it for a week ... Why doesn't he ask!!!
Andrew Crews
Glasha had been right; it was a highly magical creature with strong aether resistance. [Just] not strong enough to resist me.” “Mynasha was already heading for the exit [because,] as she stopped gathering aether, the cold she had been shielded from suddenly rushed to her.” “While the ice melted, I reclaimed most of the large violet aether stone so I could sort through the disgusting mess that was Warlord Rhuuk. [All I was] able to claim from the human pancake was his runic broadsword and a silver runic ring.” “We walked to where Jhuarkasha met his end, cutting down a pair of dretches and harvesting them to reach him. A pair of stirges were trying to suck blood from the stony cracks in the floor. I cut them down and harvested them as well. There was nothing left of the cleric besides [his] bloody, shredded robes.” “The pursuit became a tedious and frustrating game of endless cat and mouse as the quasit kept out of range, always stopping to sit and watch us while eating its mushroom. I tried to leave it nuts on the ground to lure it, but it didn’t seem interested—maybe even [aware] I was trying to trick it.” “Mynasha had a bag in each hand, one with a hellhound head and the other with [an] ice demon head.” “Glasha approached and saved me. She pulled me out of [the] scrutiny.” “With a flat tone, I informed her, ‘He got stuck between a rock and a hard place.’”
Andrew Crews
A rope of lightning wrapped [around] his waist and promptly exploded in a thundering flash.” “She looked at me [questioningly], and I approached her, talking while I walked.” “I looked out [at] where now seven dretches were feasting and lamented the loss of the cleric’s essence again, but there was going to be nothing left to use the collector on.” “To her credit, Mynasha supported me. ‘I can be ready in a few minutes.’ I nodded and remained standing, my eyes fixed on the spear while drinking water to restore body mass.” “When we talked with Glasha, we had already developed plans for each demon. Unfortunately, the hellhound had not cooperated, and now the ice demon was doing the same. [The creature unfolded] to a standing posture, powdered snow falling off its bony exoskeleton.” “Its massive hind legs could launch it forward at an impressive speed, but the bony plates [made] it slow to turn, so as long as you kept circling, you could remain out of its reach.” “I closed [in on the] demon, going into a slide as it swept the spear in an arc.” “I planted both my feet on its shin and pushed off, sliding backward in plenty of time before the spear came crashing down. Its movements reminded me of a clumsy robot. With magebane embedded in its knee, it could no longer bend the joint or turn rapidly. Brutus’ sword appeared in my hand, replacing magebane. I had been hoping magebane would disrupt its ability to keep dropping the temperature, but the air did not feel any different. I couldn’t wait to find out, either.” Paragraph reworded.
bbjace
Heh.
Erick Thiemke
Yes, him learning magic, true magic casting
Ivan Kanewske
Spell auto correct, Would a mages life, also feature eric
Ivan Kanewske
Would advance makes life also feature Eric?
Erick Thiemke
There is one more chapter and epilogue yet to be completed. As for the next book, it will start next week. You will get three chapters instead of four because of the holidays next week.
Alias
This was a great ending. No idea what he will do with the two demons, but at least they will drop a channeling essence if he disposes of them later on. Are we launching into book six come 2025 or is World going to be front burner for a while?
Erick Thiemke
They don’t have genitalia - not sure if that means they are sterile just an assumption. They are attacked on sight
Caledon Smith
He won’t be getting any new affinity’s, the author made sure to kill that idea in this book. I wanted to see him get a divination affinity so he could learn identity, but that won’t happen now. I am still hoping that the author will have Eryk make a copy of the Orc Priest who has the lore spell so he can have her identity things for him in the dreamscape. Outside of that, I would like to see Eryk hunt down resistance essences as I remember that being super low, areound 26 or 28. If he can pick up the charm affinity I like your idea of a mental resistance spell form.
Salvo
Right, but Glasha said the demons never last for long if they ever break out, that they are sterile if I remember correctly. Can a demon from dungeon A can survive going to dungeon B?
Erick Thiemke
https://www.patreon.com/posts/pov-september-111031452 140 people voted for it
Silver Beard
it was the little guys he stashed away in his space. I'm curious if he harvests them or keeps them as potential distractions- like he kept that goblin.
Silver Beard
He's never considered a charm ability, but he's got enough to boost his affinity to double digits. He really could use Mental resistance spell-form. They found out about his interest in the Goliath's from someone- could easily have been him unknowingly. He sold that charm enhancer- he might be on the other end of it someday.
Erick Thiemke
they were mentioned only a few times. they saw a mural of the First Legion fighting demons and Konstantin commenting something like, "Demons didnt really exist and only exist in dungeons." The titans said they opened a portal to a demonic world and were forced to close all the gates and destroy the gate engines (dungeons). He said they killed all the demons that came through the gate. And the last reference was by Glasha sayig they only existed in a few dungeons on the entire planet. SPOLIER ALERT: The demons in the dungeons were captured and assimilated by the dungeons. Also Demons do not play a role in "A Soldiers Life" however if I write the next series of ten books, "A Mage's Life" the plot will likely center around them
Erick Thiemke
he only got a channeling essence
Invalid Entry
I was hoping he would get enough shaping essences to start learning true magic as a Xmas gift to the readers :(. Didn’t one of the fodder demons drop one then it never happened again? At his low shaping score he should at least get good return on it.
ABU-UBAYYAH SALLAU ABA-HURAYRATA
The truth seekers are gonna pull their hair out when questioning him🤣🤣🤣
ABU-UBAYYAH SALLAU ABA-HURAYRATA
I was howling 😭😂😂😂😂
Caledon Smith
So far throughout his uses of the essences he has gained 1 point for a minor essence and 3 point for apex. Now the author has stated their would be reminiscing returns at certain points, but that information was given to Eyrk by Castile whose knowledge is based off normal no other world eta with a spell form for essences. In practice Eyrk has never not gained at least one point for an essence. Even if he suddenly stops getting 1 point per game essence I personally rather see him use them for the gains he still will make by using them. Sharing essences with others is fine when they are their helping earn them. These are his and we already had one major rug pulled out from under Eyrk with the loss of everything to the titans. Having him be able to use all these essences now at the end of book 5 would be a nice power boost for him going into book 6 where he will be up against old friends.
Chachi
lol
Chachi
brilliant ending with that zinger
Salvo
In the first book it mentions less of a return for the minors, a reason why nobles don’t ‘request’ all of them. Something like above half the stat max they don’t do anything. When he was doing solo training they started to not give returns. Like 1 point or 1 stat maximum increase. And he did nothing but train on top of it! The charm will be the most useful since he already has it unlocked.
Salvo
Anyone remember what the significance of demons on their planet means? Something about them not surviving long… Eryk having 2 quasits could be a huge deal. Maybe learn their language, spell forms and lore? Maybe a new Raelia romance?! Likely just alchemy ingredients.
Mark Corwin
If you are not a "dad" you are 1000% prepared to be one with those puns.
Mark Corwin
🤣 🤣 🤣
Lazarius
Does he still have the water essences ?
Salvo
Don’t think I didn’t notice the ‘flat’ tone, ‘buried’ in the final line. We all felt the ‘weight the of moment’ ‘baring down’ on the scene. ‘Heavy is the head’ that crafts a warrior most fell, ‘laid low’ in his prime. Brave Ryuuk, you will be squished, I mean missed!
PatronTurtle
Aww, you dropped the ice demon swinging the spear like a switch. I liked that visual
Caledon Smith
Thank you for the chapter. Now I hope you let Eyrk actually use all those quickness (and the other useable ones he’s gotten) essences and not have him give 98% of them away or be taken for some reason.
Andrew
Thank you!
Filip
Who of u voted for renna pov cmon...
Justin Barnett
I cracked up at that line
Jordan A
“He got stuck between a rock and a hard place.” I love this line haha
