《How I got Possessed By A Barrel Of Porn (Paused)》Chapter 29 : Cavern Rumble
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The sound of splashing water awoke Kaber.
Kaber sat up in shock, checking his surroundings.
Kaber was in what looked like a ravine, the bottom was coated in moss, the lower part of the revine was filled with water from what looked like a waterfall, the water was clear and the smooth stones were clearly visible.
The canopy covering the mouth of the ravine let in rays of light.
Kaber turned to look for the others,
Gyll was sleeping in what looked like a bush, on Gyll's face was what looked like a moustache and monocle drawn with mud. Mi was sitting next to him looking rather bored.
"Is he alright?" Kaber asked placing him and on the source of the throbbing pain he just noticed, he must have hit his head hard.
"Yeah, he's just really enjoying his bush-nap," Mi replied.
Kaber stood up and walked up to Gyll, lightly slapping him on the cheek,
"Hey, human," Kaber said quietly. "Human!" Kaber said louder now.
Gyll opened his eyes.
"HUMAN!" Kaber yelled.
"Wha-" Gyll began but was silenced by a smack from Kaber.
"I think he's up," Mi said, looking at Kaber.
Gyll rubbed his cheek which was bright red now, "Ah, man. That was unnecessary!" Gyll complained.
"Is my face alright?" Gyll asked taking his hand off his face.
Kaber glanced at Mi who placed a finger on her lips gesturing him not to tell Gyll about the 'mud-stache'.
Kaber sighed and said, "It's perfectly normal, Human! For a human that is!"
Kaber laughed nervously.
"Well, guess we should look for a way out of here," Gyll suggested, he glanced at the map, only to discover that the 'X' was very close.
"Alright, turns out we might have saved a few hours thanks to our vertical descent," Gyll explained.
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"Are you saying we're close?" Kaber asked.
"Actually, I never said we're close... But we are close!" Gyll exclaimed.
The group walked for about twenty minutes, noticing that the ravine is getting wider,
"Almost here!" Gyll cheered.
"I wonder what it is..." Kaber wandered.
"Hey look! A cave!" Gyll cheered, as he rushed towards the cave.
"Wait, Human no- ugh." Kaber sighed before running after Gyll, Mi followed.
The cave was small, and decently well lit by the light from outside, in the middle of the cave was a table with what looked like a glove or gauntlet on it. Gyll was instantly captivated by the item.
The glove looked like it was made from thick leather, with red gems embedded in a circle on the middle of the palm.
As Mi walked into the cave Gyll was already reaching for the glove,
"What the hell is this?" Gyll asked, somewhat frustrated by the idea of almost dying for a glove.
"Maybe they're magical!" Kaber suggested.
"Magical?" Mi questioned, her eyes widened and as she leapt towards Gyll to stop him from putting it on, but she was too late, Gyll burst into a bright red flame, the explosion shot Kaber out of the cave and onto the moss covered rocks outside.
Mi looked at the red hue radiating off Gyll, and the figure standing next to him.
"That asshole." Mi thought to herself.
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