Note: Edited 26/09/23 - Fixed prose, dialogue, and grammar.
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The first thing I noticed was how the scent of blood in the air was nearly overpowering. The bodies that littered the ground were a mix of a variety of draugr corpses and the monster residents of Grendel's Grotto that were bigger than the goblins I'd killed on the third floor.
Liara knelt over a draugr's corpse to inspect it. "These wounds… I don't think these were made by the dungeon's traps…"
That was likely true because I didn't think there would be traps inside a chamber that was basically Grendel's living room.
"Why do you say that?" Dess asked as she drew close to the she-elf.
"Take a look here..." Liara pointed a finger at the huge hole in the draugr's chest. "This is a stab wound, but it's unlike the usual spear or spike traps we've seen around the dungeon's passages. This wound looks more like something a sword would make..."
Thanks to all the new readers who showed up this week! I'll increase the chapter count next week now that I've come back from vacation. Look forward to it!