The dwarf knew it was going to catch him unless he used a spell to increase his speed. The only problem was that Fleurette couldn’t do the same. He had a split second to decide what to do about that.
Grimacing, he turned in the tunnel to face the oncoming worm and began to build layers of spells within himself. He only managed to harden his skin before it struck. He took a deep breath and plunged into its toothy maw.
The worm’s mouth contracted around him. He could feel its teeth scraping across the hardened skin of his torso, but it couldn’t penetrate his flesh. Unfortunately, he was only slowing it down slightly. Daeve enacted the second spell layer, increasing the density of his mass as he slid deeper into the thing.
The guardian worm sensed that something was off about this prey. He
