The only pity was that this guy was a gray-colored dwarf.
'What the f*ck.'
Brown said bitterly.
"Gregor is studying Terminator in the secret room. He said he must give Terminator life before coming out. Do you need me to call him over?"
Richard then remembered that the gray-colored dwarf chieftain had piloted Terminator. Blood-colored muscles wrapped the mechanical puppet when he had annihilated them.
After the defeat of the gray-colored dwarf, Gregor, the master alchemist, had said that he could bestow life upon the automaton, so he handed over the Terminator automaton to the gray-colored dwarf for research.
Richard did not expect this guy to have the look of a research maniac like Adele.
"Forget it. Ignore it."
Richard glanced at the statue. He ground his teeth.
"Push this thing away."
Brown said weakly.
