Inside of a dark room, a loud slap echoed.
—Smack!
"Oy, wake up."
With a bald head, a white beard that was so long it felt like it hadn't been cut in months, and bluish-purple skin, a creature resembling a dwarf spoke in a hoarse tone.
"If yer don't wake up within a minute's time, I'll make you feel something worse than the previous smack."
A vicious aura revolved around the blue-colored dwarf as he looked in front of him. A frail old dwarf sat there.
Bald head, braided hair, and wrinkling face; the dwarf was none other than Jomnuk.
The only dwarf that knew the access code of the security system. At the moment, he had both eyes closed shut and his hands were strapped on top of a large metallic chair. He wore a one-piece grey clothing and all of his beard hair was unbraided.
Since artifacts were hard to identify, they decided to strip Jomnuk of everything.
