Dungeon living had morphed me into an entirely different Harlow Vale. Now, I was only three percent human and ninety-seven percent boredom.

But there was a plus side. My major in college should've been dungeon pebble throwing. I'd scored fifty out of fifty just today, and if I weren't so gross and dirty, I'd pat myself on the back.

I chucked another pebble into the bucket in the far corner. Score. There was no stopping my winning streak. If it weren't for the fact ...