There were enough automated traps to deal with them. Maybe they deserve to be called the Three Wise Men, even though there are only two. They looked around, quickly spotting where I was hiding because of the glow. The next two trolls that showed up leapt over the trapdoor, having seen the danger, and landing inside. Well done, you have gained a new level in your Trapsmith skill. I grinned as their weight triggered the rotation, dropping them into the pit. The Three Wise Men showed they couldn’t live up to their name when they ran straight onto the trapdoor at the entrance. How quickly were they dying? I only received like, 1% of their experience for that skill, but I was leveling fast. Two dozen levers were positioned in front of me ready to activate traps that would bring nothing but death to the barn’s invaders. I looked out of the stone box through the small viewing window, knowing the glow I was giving off would let them know exactly where I was, despite the entrance to the barn being almost eighty yards away. I turned and sprinted to the back of the barn, past the dozen goats trapped in the pens, and leapt into the concentrated granite reinforced control room, slamming the door closed behind me.
It and two of its friends were following my damn glow like they were the Three Wise Men.
The first of the eight trolls who had been salivating at me while I freed the trapdoor was only fifty yards away. I dismissed the prompt, trying to ignore how brightly I was glowing as I continued to watch the monsters kill themselves. Only the one directly in front of the barn I was currently in still seemed to be holding up. I could see that the number of monsters had plummeted, but two barns where the komododiles had entered were already half torn down.
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