“Break the glass,” TENOKE whispered. “Wake her. But once you do—you become the dungeon. The next hero will come to smash you .”
By the time he reached the heart of the dungeon, his armor was gone, his shield was splinters, and his sword had been reforged in the blood of ten different monsters. It glowed now. So did his eyes. Smash Dungeon-TENOKE
He smashed another door. Then another. Then a horde of crystal-skinned spiders poured from the ceiling, and Kaelen fought like a man who’d forgotten how to die—smashing mandibles, shattering legs, leaving a trail of glittering shards and black ichor. “Break the glass,” TENOKE whispered