Agedia came back into the room as NSLICE-00P let the water fade, the dungeon draining it via magic. The Mélusine nodded at NSLICE-00P.

“Nice fight, that was some spell. You some kind of battlemage then?”

“Requesting Clarification: Please define term: battlemage.”

Agedia tilted her head but shrugged.

“They don’t have those where you’re from? Uses magic as their main thing, but can take a hit if needed. Understands the importance of armor.”

NSLICE-00P’s robotic eye flickered. According to combat data, she had, in fact, mainly used magic in the majority of engagements since arriving in this place. Her defenses were reasonable and her protocols contained a great deal of data regarding armor.

“Response: By the stated definition, battlemage is a reasonably accurate descriptor for this unit.”

The rest of the group then made their way into the room, staring for a moment at the bloody mess of the Adamant Bull Worm. NSLICE-00P was about to start leaving, as the target had been terminated and she was not supposed to terminate the dungeon at large, when a hidden door opened at the side of the room. NSLICE-00P whirled towards it, weapons and magic circles at the ready. A mana signature had suddenly appeared in the room just as the door opened, one that NSLICE-00P hadn’t detected previously.

“Peace! I mean-intend you no harm!”

Outwalked a short, squat, and hunched over being. It had pink skin, a rodent-like face, and two large front teeth. It was unarmed, and had both of its paws held up.

Naked Mole-Ratkin (Level 12)