Prepotente: I fear the RV is broken in half and no longer counts as a shelter. We do not have an accommodation large enough to house us all!
Across from us, Mongo stood, shaking his head. Rend, too, stood. Gonk had hidden behind Simoom, and they remained on their feet.
Jamal was smashed against the far wall, his legs absolutely wrecked and fallen off of him. But he was alive. The Tigran APV was on its side. Rosetta was off her bear, trying to get to Tipid inside the APV. Right next to them, the old RV was broken in half.
Lucia floated on the far end of the arena, holding Florin, who was alive but had a red health bar. Their tuk-tuk was smashed and smoldering.
Khepri was blown off his feet, having fallen like a building collapse.
The food truck, miraculously, was still upright, still on fire, still spinning, though most of the sluggalos who’d been on the outside were now gone. The missile launcher was wrecked.
The Abrams tank, too, remained unharmed. The main gun creaked, turning toward Krakaren in the stands as hexcrafter Sarah Hayse stood out the top, casting a spell, causing the gun to glow black. The gun belched fire directly into Krakaren. Her health barely budged, but the boss didn’t respond, either.
The gun started to glow again.
Most everything else in the arena was dead or dying.
Elle: I’m alive. Barely. Someone help dig me and Bodi out of this truck. It’s wrecked pretty good. I haven’t been folded like this since Brandon showed us how to use Tinder.
Taranis was back to his knees, and he had Penny scooped up in his hands. He cast something on the pig, and she glowed, instantly reforming. He reached down and touched the side of her face. She squealed.
“What did you say, my love?”
She squealed again, louder.
“You... you want splooge? Well, I, uh, I was hoping to take you to dinner first.”
I checked my inventory, and the final items I needed were there. I pulled my motorcycle from my inventory and jumped on it. Donut moved to my shoulder.
“Get off!” I yelled to Donut. I had sixty seconds left on my invulnerability. She had nothing.
“Go fuck yourself, Carl,” Donut said.
I didn’t argue, and I revved the engine.
And that’s when everything froze.
System Message: Eris has entered the realm.
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You arein the presence of another Deity. The Scavenger’s Daughter has opened her eyes. She fills with power.
Random Effect! As Eris is the goddess of chaos, this effect will change each time you are in her presence.
Temporary effect from Eris: You and all nearby crawlers will swap inventory with the crawler closest to you.
There was a blip, and we unfroze. I didn’t see Eris, and I didn’t know where she was. The tiny blip had caused my motorcycle to wobble, and I had to concentrate to keep from eating it. We didn’t have time to deal with her. Ahead, the stadium-sized head of Scolopendra loomed, mandibles thrashing, slicing through the remains of the wood that was shattered all about. The next attack was imminent, and it would hit 40% of us.
This had to work. Ithadto. If not, it was the end of the road.
I moved to my inventory and . . .
“What the fuck?”
Hats. It was all fucking hats. Thousands of them, not organized in any way.
“Carl! Carl! I have your inventory! Why isn’t it ordered? Why do you have so much crap in here! Rocks, Carl! Why do you have rocks! Why do you have the Chicken and Goblin recipes book in your hotlist!”