The problem with flying daggers was solved like this. Even the pandas began to learn to use flying daggers when they were free. The martial arts talent of these pandas moved Richard deeply and he wished his followers could be like them.
However, he was also deeply moved by the loyal mastiff warriors. Ever since they had entered the boundless Donau Wasteland, they had volunteered to search for water and hunt for food. Their keen senses had them bringing back game more often than not, saving a lot of the food they had brought with them. When Richard was in good spirits, he would reward them with a cigar, which would make them ecstatic, kissing his boots for a while.
Richard was slightly amused by their overzealous loyalty.
Helen told him that the Doug Tribe was the most loyal race in Beamon, and mastiffs were even more so. Once a mastiff chose to serve a master, they would remain loyal for life, regardless of how incompetent their master might be.
