"Do you know who I just thought of?" Anthony asked.
"Dwarf King Copperhammer, I thought of him too. Who is this? Why is he as slippery as Copperhammer?" Negriss said grumpily.
"There are three gods among the dwarves: the Thunder God, the War God, and the God of Forging. The War God and the God of Forging were killed by the God of Shadows. Could this be the Thunder God? No wonder the puppet's Heart of Forging is so rough. If it's a replica made by the Thunder God, that wouldn't be surprising," Anthony said.
"It can't be, right? How did he come all the way here? Maybe the dwarves here have awakened the Thunder Power too? He seems to have the form of the Lord of Thunder," Negriss said.
Anthony shook his head. "Thunder Power is easy to learn, but slipperiness isn't. Let's catch him and ask."
They didn't need to catch him—Amelia, who had recovered, was already there waving and shouting, "Grandpa Copper Spear! Grandpa Copper Spear! What are you doing? Why are you bullying a stone?"
