"Oi, what are you doing?" The Dwarven King shouted after coming back to his senses.
I just said with a friendly smile, "I was just taking my turn. I don't think I did anything wrong."
The Dwarven King shook his head as he looked at me before putting his head in his hand.
He came forward and lowered his voice to say, "You're taking it too far."
I just looked back at him with the same smile on my face.
Since I had decided to do this, I would go all the way.
Drogath had been frozen in place, but he slowly defrosted when he heard the Dwarven King's voice.
Slowly, he turned to his right and looked at his hand holding the sword.
If he had moved an inch further out, he might have gotten his fingers sliced off…
The cut was a very clean cut, without leaving a single fragment behind. There was only the handle of his mithril sword left in his hand that he couldn't help dropping to the ground.
