After 10 minutes or so, the cavequake ended, allowing Lyrian to finally rest after dodging nonstop and exerting his body to its limit. He fell flat on his back, panting from exhaustion.
[Stamina: 0/64]
'Im done...' He thought to himself, not able to move his body even an inch. Just as the rooftop of the cave he was staring at began to become blurry, signs that he was about to black out, a random face suddenly appeared in his vision.
"Oi brat, don't fall asleep."
It was enough to shock him fully awake, "What the hell!?" He quietly exclaimed, seeing a dwarf's face staring at him.
Bracing himself, he stood back up to his feet, his stamina having regenerated a little bit by then, "You're... the blacksmith." He managed to say, looking at the 4-foot dwarf in front of him.
The dwarf gazed back at him with squinted eyes, looking to make eye contact, "You... have some potential." A slight grin suddenly formed on his face.
