Devourer Class

"I don't know, maybe start carrying up the bodies? I figure I can get strong enough to lift them up to the surface and a mage could do a better job getting them out." Galahad honestly answered.

He knew the first step to saving his friends would be finding them, but getting them out required a vast knowledge in healing and possibly a geologist to figure out how the crystal worked. His expertise in healing was shallow and even more so on the latter subject, so getting them out was the ultimate goal for now.

"Yaaaah, no." Regin shut him down. "You are not gonna get to use my machines to save just five people and say job well done. I'm only gonna help with this whole operation to get all of them dumbasses to the surface. We are settin the burner to its highest heat; or in this case were settin the acid."

"Ahh, come again?" Galahad had to ask him to repeat himself.

'Did he just say acid? Does he just want to melt everybody that's trapped?'

Galahad started to think he might have been working for a deranged alcoholic, until the dwarf hopped down from the cart and brought up a device from the workshop floor.

He carried what appeared to be metal suitcase with a hose sticking out one end and two small holes on the other. Galahad had seen it sitting in the corner, near the Dungeon Lock, but he wasn't familiar with its purpose.

Regin silently took the canister of compressed air out of Galahad's hand and screwed it into one of the holes. He then took out glass vial of something light green and poured it into the other opening.

On the side of the case was a crank handle too, Galahad watched as the a couple turns made the whole thing shutter, and a mist of green began blasting out the end of the hose.

Regin aimed the hose at the patches of the lawn that were still yellow from winter. Coating them lightly in what Galahad could only assume was chemical meant to revive the grass.

"It's an aerosol device can release a liquid through the end as a fine mist, as long as it ain't too dense, using the air blastin behind it. But whose to say you can use it for just fertilizing plants? Why not use it to coat a hydrofluoric acid on monster altars?"

Galahad finally got what the Dwarf had been planning, spraying a vial of something capable of eating stone.

"That's actual incredible, you wouldn't have to be a magician with corrosion magic. Just about anyone could use it."

"Ya see, too much dependence on magic and arrays for shortcuts are always gonna make society slow. That's why I invent, to make something anyone from any class can use.

Especially since science is just magic understood at a more finer level."

Regin seemed very prideful of the fact that he followed such a philosophy, but that didn't clear up the issues Galahad was bringing up.

"That is great, but what about when the acid eats away at the people inside as well?" Galahad was still concerned that Regin wanted him to just liquify thousands of people.

"That's where my help is no longer required, I can't give you anything else."

"You're kidding, I'm just gonna kill everyone down there." Galahad couldn't understand the whole purpose of the acid idea if it's destined to fail.

"I didn't say the plan was just acid, yur gonna need another person's help, more specifically, an alchemist's help."

"You . . . You wanna spray something after to nullify the acid and keep the adventurers alive." Galahad started piecing together the idea.

A somewhat common class among human creation classes, were alchemist that had the knowledge and comprehension of ingredients to create potions of many different forms.

Galahad had taken an interest in learning about different potionmakers after discovering he could create passive skills with them, but that didn't

"But you want me get

"Alchemy isn't my strongest subject."

Galahad recalled the exploded table the first day he arrived.

"but I do know a certain someone that'll be able to make a potion strong enough to heal an entire city like a spray. Same man who taught me how to brew that swamp whiskey you better finish before gods bad."

"Really!? Who could make something like that?" Galahad was very interested to meet a man that not only gained Regin's approval, but made very powerful potions.

'I can only imagine the skills I could get from his work.'

"Well, that's a future problem for now. No point in contactin him until you've started making leeway on them 300's."

Galahad was a bit disappointed at that, but he understood the reasoning. He still had the impossible task of getting his hands on three incredibly rare orbs from monsters.

"Enough lollygagging, we gotta get all my equipment inside before nightfall. It'll give us time afterward to test that new class ya got flowing in ya veins."

Galahad and Regin took every individual box down to the workshop. What Galahad thought was an already crowded space, was now cluttered beyond the capacity of easy movement.

If not for the burn markings of the phantom on his back, he'd just hop over them to get around easier. It would take at least a week without orbs to scan over, but with the amount he had stored at home, Galahad was sure his body would fully recover by the end of the night.

"Oy! Where did ya set the mana crystal down? I need to put em back in storage."

Regin was hidden somewhere among all the new boxes and started shouting at Galahad, seeing as his perfect memory recalled Galahad being the last to hold them.

"Hold on, I set-" Galahad was about to recall his own memory, but he couldn't remember where he set down the stone. He couldn't even remember them leaving his hand throughout all the excitement.

Galahad went back over to the stool and started searching around. All he could find was the ornate, wooden box filled with the elements he could not control.

The idea of losing something of Regin's did not sit well in Galahad's heart. He frantically began searching everywhere, including the floor on the off chance he dropped them.

"Kid those were a gift, you better not- woah!"

Galahad stopped searching under an alchemical table and looked back at the dwarf.

Regin was holding up the purple lense again, using it to find the traces of mana each stone would leave in the air, but was surprised when he found it in the last place he thought possible.

The mana stones for earth, fire, water, air, and conversion were settled in a prefect circle, inside Galahad's c.h.e.s.t.