"Pendragon… what do you want from us, the contract agreement… do you want to break it?!" One of the dwarfs said in a trembling voice.
His little body was muscular, he had a long white beard and was also the oldest seen of all.
"Hah! I'm not breaking a contract, I just want your race to work on making equipment for my soldiers. That's all, I won't break our contract not to kill each other." He answered lightly without noticing that the Dwarves had wounds all over their bodies.
it happened because they tried to resist and refused to join, in the end the dragon warriors gave whips towards them which were smeared with lizard saliva poison.
