Borovin had wandered far enough alone, by following the tracks of the horses. He had an advanced tracking light system with him, that could see the footprints even in the darkest roads. He sensed that he was close enough to the place of the enemies. He threw away any extra advanced technology that he carried with him. He even threw away the gun as he approached the palace where the Hylin were staying. He beat him up a few times and made his hair a bit shabby. He started to run, run very fast. And he ran inside the palace gates before the men and the Hylin were able to stop him. He was far deep into the palace, when they finally managed to get hold of him. " What is wrong with you dwarf?" asked the Hylin. She pushed him against the wall and saw into his eyes. She was wary that the dwarf could be the more dangerous kind that they had encountered a while ago. His eyes spoke of no color. They were as dark as they could be. Borovin had worn a special lens to hide the color of his eyes. Who are you? the Hylin asked him. I stay in the dark forests, he replied. Are you a ravager? the Hylin asked him" I thought your kind had been extinct" she said. No, Borovin was confused. He did not know that the planet housed different kind of dwarfs. Are you a wanderer dwarf? she asked him. Borovin had no choice, but to nod in agreement. She pushed him down to the ground. " Damn you dwarves" she said to him. Lock him up, said the Hylin. They dragged the helpless Borovin and locked him up.
Karamir and the others were waiting patiently in their craft. They were in the deep end of the forests. There was darkness all around, but their crafts were well lit. Most of the dwarves wondered, what sort of planet this must be. There is no sun, no light, just darkness and the moon. Some of them even wondered, what they were doing in this dark planet, but none of them dared ask Karamir. There were some children who were running around Karamir. He could not help but smile at them.
Please be patient! said Thronir to some of the dwarves. You will get your guns and bullets, he said to them. We have a war to fight, they replied to him. "Only not long ago, you were not interested to hold a gun" now you raise your voice against me?. They kept silent. There were children that ran around Thronir and for a moment again, he was compelled to smile. The innocence of these children made him take a pause from his fire, his life, his ideal. Only an instant, it lasted. I do not want them to live the same way I did, fatherless, in the darkness, he concluded. The fight must carry on, so the future generation does not live a sad lightless life. The children moved away to another part of the caves and he was back to his work.