Jack processed this information with growing certainty that someone was deliberately orchestrating events.
Dungeon appearing out of nowhere. All investigation parties eliminated.
And now, the serpent attacks that seemed designed to prevent anyone from approaching the dungeon entrance.
"When did the snake assaults begin?" he asked, piecing together the timeline.
"A week ago. Small attacks at first, a dozen snakes here and there, testing our defenses. But they escalated quickly. Hundreds attacking simultaneously, different sizes and capabilities, all of them corrupted by whatever magic saturates this region."
The captain gestured toward the carnage outside the gates.
"Tonight was the largest assault yet. The Disaster-class serpent is leading nearly a thousand smaller snakes in a coordinated siege. If you hadn't arrived when you did..."
