Dungeon of Niflheim

Void's Dungeon catered to a very different type of clientele in comparison to Frost's and Indra's. The Dungeon of Niflheim and the Lightning grotto held a great variety of monsters, offering bountiful materials and ample hunting experience for their delvers.

Void's Prism of the Mind (the official name of his Dungeon) however promised complicated puzzles, difficult riddles, unique traps and most importantly magic based treasures. He would frequently create low level spell books, one time inscriptions and other oddities to be placed throughout his Dungeon, making the experience a true treasure hunt and a holy land for young and aspiring mages.

But for Queek and his army of rats Void's Dungoen was a literal death trap. His rats charged without care, rampaging through the narrow walls of the maze, powerless against Void's traps. Every few minutes a new group would either be teleported away and transported before a powerful enemy or be dropped into a hazardous area, both quickly claiming their lives.

The number of traps, their careful arrangement, the reckless advancement of his forces and the sheer number of rats made evading impossible. Frost and his siblings repeatedly watched as Queek's forces were methodically displaced and eradicated. Frost had to admit that his younger brother was far better than he was when it came to trap management.

Thus he leaned in and took many mental notes, hoping to improve his own craft. Maya smiled at his side, silently approving of his conduct.

"Seems Void was a safe bet brother; we'll being making bank in a few hours." Indra chortled with a sparkle in his eyes. Like Frost he bet on Void to win, placing 7000DP on the line, chump change in his eyes but free DP was free DP.

"Agreed but let's not count out Queek so soon, he may have a few trump cards hidden away." Frost smiled and agreed with Indra.

"Void's defence appears pretty solid especially against what Queek's capable of, but his offence could certainly use some work." Aqua chimed in with a moment of clarity, causing the two brothers to alter their screens so as to view Queek's Dungeon.

A moment later Indra blurted out "You can't be serious!" Shocked by what he was seeing on the screen. Void's invading team was a mere fraction of Queek's, less than 100 monsters. Though their individual quality was rather high it was quite lacking in comparison.

Both Frost and Indra thus turned their gazes to the one person who could possibly explain this dilemma.

Chronos' body trembled under their scrutiny before mounting an explanation "Our Dungeons don't have many monsters in them. We focus more on quality than we do quantity so in my eyes scrapping together a hundred monsters is already pretty good… all things considered."

"Don't you think you should have told us that before we placed our bets?" Indra questioned with a twitching upper lip. Experience exclusive tales on m v|l e'm,p| y r

Chronos looked away before answering back. "Does it matter?"

"You!"

"Calm down Indra, Chronos is right. The onus should have been on us to ask and whether or not Chronos chose to reveal such intel would also have been entirely up to him. It's just a few thousand DP anyway, nothing to get worked up about."

"Tsk!" Indra loudly clicked his tongue and sat back down in his seat, unable to retort against Frost's logic.

"The final outcome's still up in the air Indra, we might still make bank." Frost tried to soothe his brother's anger.

"There's no might, he will win!" Chronos aggressively corrected, his eyes focusing on the large screen ahead. He knew Void better than anyone else, he knew his brother's strength and trusted that his victory was all but assured.

"Hmph!" Pyro who overheard their conversation loudly hmphed in disapproval. Since he bet on Queek he obviously wanted him to win this war.

The Dungeon war continued on. Void's forces though few in number averaged between D and C-rank in strength thus allowing them to easily carve their way through Queek's multitude of rats. Their overbearing strength heavily reduced the chance of injury and death, but their low numbers made the journey slow.

Queek was invading faster but he was losing far more monsters than Void, whether it would be the tortoise or the hare that would win only time could tell. In the interim however Frost thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle.

Void's invading force though abysmally small was a marvel to see. Each of them specialised in the space element in some way or another. Whether they had the ability to teleport instantaneously across the battlefield, cast space twisting spells or carve apart the thickest armours with a single swing of their sabres Void's monsters were truly fascinating.

For many, Frost included this was their first time seeing such a broad spectrum of spatial magic thus they struggled to look away.

"Spatial magic is absurd." Frost couldn't help but comment when he saw a C-rank monster of Void's cast a spell that literally twisted the space around a group of E-rank rats, tearing them apart without even the slightest resistance.

"Space and time are two of the most complicated and difficult elements to understand. For every two hundred mages only one or two have the talent necessary to use them. Yes they are incredibly volatile and powerful but they're also very hard to master." Said Maya with no small amount of jealously in her eyes.

Fenrirs were few in number compared to most species thus very, very few of them ever had the ability to use and master the space element. In fact only one person in her whole clan could currently use it, her great uncle.

"Your talents lie completely with ice magic so don't even bother imagining it." She wasted no time dumping a bucket of ice water on her boyfriend's head which improved her own feelings on the matter.

"It'd be nice however if we could get some of those spatial monsters in our Dungeon, it could certainly benefit from some variety." Shortly after the last family gathering Dark instituted the trade system allowing his children to exchange items between one another therefore if Frost offered enough DP or an item that Void wanted he could trade for some of his spatial element monsters…as long as Void was willing of course and he had an environment that could support their natural habitat.

However very few of his children engaged in such trades, choosing to focus solely on what they could procure themselves.

"I know that no need to rub it in and….I'll bring it up with Void later." Frost knew he was a one trick pony; he didn't need to be reminded of it, but he also agreed with Maya's suggestion. His Dungeon really would benefit from a more varied monster roster and perhaps an environment that didn't have an ambient temperature that was below freezing.

On that note he perused the variety of his siblings, wondering who would make for a good training partner. Indra was at the top of the list obviously given their close relationship, but a few others may provide more unique opportunities.

Once the war hit the two hour mark and after a valiant effort on Queek's part his invading forces were finally eradicated by Void's defences upon reaching the last section of the second floor, bringing an end to his invasion. Now all Void had to do was delve further within the remaining 2 hours to be granted a complete victory.

By this point Void's forces were still rather consolidated thanks to their superior strength and they had just reached the early stages of Queek's second floor. Therefore at the current rate it was obvious who'd be victorious in the end, but Queek refused to surrender, hopeful that a miracle would happen.

But unfortunately a little after 3 hours and despite Queek bringing out what he considered his trump card Void's forces reached his third floor thus bringing an end to the war.

Void had won and by no small margin. His forces still held close to half their original numbers while all of Queek's invading team was eradicated along with 80% of his defensive forces, a decisive victory.

"It's over, Void has won." Said Frost with a relaxed and satisfied expression.

"Hahahaha see I told you he'd win hahahahaha." Chronos erupted into celebration, pumping his fists high into the air and laughing as he relished in Void's victory as if it were his own.

"14,000DP, thank you Void!" Indra also celebrated with gusto. Focusing primarily on his winnings, completely forgetting about his earlier misgivings.

"Useless bastard!" Pyro however loudly cursed, directly insulting Queek and his efforts which quickly drew the ire of many of his siblings as well as their father. Dark really didn't appreciate Pyro bad mouthing his younger brother over his loss. Just because he had a particular grudge against Frost it didn't give him the right to drag in the rest of the family.

"Hmph!" Unfortunately Pyro's stubbornness and pride didn't allow him to apologise or admit any wrongdoing. Instead he blew steam out his nostrils and turned away, ignoring the glares from those around him.

Dark flourished his sleeve making the large viewing screen go black and magic crests to appear below both Queek and Void. A few minutes later the two Dungeon cores appeared back in the ball room to face their peers and relish in their results.

"Congratulations on winning your first Dungeon war Void, well done." Dark proceeded to start a loud round of applause causing the old man that was Void to rub his neck from embarrassment with a goofy smile on his face. Following that Dark looked at Queek with care and affection in his eyes.

"Queek you put in a valiant effort, I was happy to see such aggression within you after what happened to you before but in the end Void was simply the better Dungeon core, better luck next time."

"T...thank you Lord creator."