"Brute strength beats rune strength," Elmer admitted, clearly surprised by Michael's raw power. He couldn't hide his astonishment at witnessing Michael's physical prowess.
"Get to work," Elmer commanded his orc comrades, and they eagerly obeyed, pulling out large sacks from their space rings and rushing to fill them with the precious loot from the vault.
Michael, however, furrowed his brow as he noticed the orcs packing their sacks instead of using their space rings to store the wealth. The treasure within the vault was protected by intricate runes, preventing it from being stored in a space ring.
"Leave thirty-five percent for our friend John here," Elmer stated with a hint of amusement.
"I wonder how you plan to carry all this wealth on you," Elmer mused, his snicker echoing in the room.
