The female goblin's gaze lingered on the disruptor, her sharp eyes narrowing as she studied it in the engineer's hands. The room remained eerily silent, every ratman too afraid to speak or even shift under the weight of her presence. Even though the ratfolk were no strangers to dealing with goblins, this was different. This was Vellok's apprentice—a force of authority and arcane power.
"You've been busy," the goblin mage finally said, her voice cold and cutting as she floated effortlessly above the floor. The contempt in her tone was unmistakable, as if the very idea of the ratmen tampering with magic was beneath her.
The chief, still kneeling, raised his head slightly. "Apprentice Tahlia," he began carefully, "we—"
