Dungeon Mauling (The Good Guys, #3)

by Eric Ugland

“Just because he lies, it does not preclude him from telling the truth.” Philomon’s jaw dropped open. He stared back at his beastly bodyguard. “Giles, where have you learned to speak that way? It does not become you. Stop sounding intelligent at once.”

Table Item Type: Improvised Item Class: Two Handed Why-Are-You-Using-This Material: Wood Damage: Bludgeoning Durability: 80/80 Weight: 24.8 lbs Requirements: Str 20 and a willingness to use a table as a weapon Description: A table made of wood. Four legs, one top, plenty of desperation

Health was starting to go up. I felt my insides knitting back together. Which, pro-tip: avoid if you can. It’s both disconcerting and uncomfortable.

Emeline scoffed. “We are all going to die in here. Who would I tell?” “I talk to no one,” Donner said. “Great,” Nikolai said, “completely confident in everything remaining a secret now.”

I definitely didn’t not look away and cannot comment on the quality of her butt.

“Allow me to fertilize my fallow field of fucks—” he started, and though I was pretty interested to see where he was going to take that long winded insult, I held up a hand for him to stop.

I got to my feet, and was immediately hit in the head with a barrel full of otters.