4 Bat King (1/2)

The bats were disgusting. Their raw meat would still probably have tasted bad even if they were cooked, but Morgana didn't have the necessary materials to make a bonfire at the moment. The only reason why she even had light were the shining stones that were spread around.

As she suspected, these animals were poisonous, but, since she successfully extracted the glans, there was no problem. A long experience dissecting all sorts of creatures made her a fairly skilled surgeon, so there was no chance of any poison seeping through the meat.

Morgana ate and ate. For the first time after arriving in Agatha her stomach was actually full. This small pleasure filled her with great joy.

Perhaps this explains why she didn't see It coming...

...

Four great talents sprang forth grazing the skin of her left arm. Morgana growled in pain while retreating and tried to steal a look at her opponent.

What she saw was a faul beast, child of this place's darkness.

Two pairs os leathery wings extended themselves from the back of a three meters long bat-like monsters. The creature had long claws and fangs, somewhat resembling a much larger version of the other dungeon dwellers.

”This must be their king.” - Thought Morgana - ”I was too careless, letting my guard down like this.”

The wizard had chosen a small hidden chamber with only one entrance for her lair, believing this would keep her presence a secret from the monsters. After all, not even their echolocation should be able to penetrate walls and especially the long and twisted corridor that gave access to this place.

She had put her eggs in a basket called stealth. Yet the basket had been ruthlessly stroke down.

....

But, as It seemed, lady Luck still wasn't showing off her beautiful smile, so Morgana was once more pitched against terrible odds.

By using the terrain in her favor, the wizard managed to evade the first few attacks, dodging between stone pillars. She had grown up fighting stronger foes very frequently for training, so speed was a trait she greatly valued. It had been particularly useful in her childhood when competing against her brothers.

However, even after learning powerful defensive spells during the course of her long career, Morgana never gave up on exercising her body and keeping the senses sharp. After all, maybe her mana had run out or the magic in a certain place was just somehow limited or less effective.

Besides, it was never a bad thing to have an extra ace in the hole. Too many melee fighters had underestimated her physical skills over the years just to be utterly surprised when she managed to evade their strikes.

Common sense dictated that wizards had weak bodies and many smart foes would act on that notion.

But this is the great strength of unorthodox methods. By breaking common sense, even something inefficient can be used to great effect.