Ka-Boom! Boom! …
Forde's eyes tried to dart toward those far-off explosions. But his head couldn't move without suffering from more pressure against his restrained jaw.
Ayse was still squatting over the dwarf while glancing in two different directions. "Looks like someone knows how to cooperate, unlike a tiny dwarflet I know."
That phrase left Forde unable to think straight for a moment. However, Forde didn't have to remain clueless for long.
Doo, doo, doop…
Ayse let go of the knife in the dwarf's chest and reached into his back pocket. A palm size flip phone was pulled out, vibrating and ringing. It was flicked open to reveal a full touch screen on the inside.
With a quick push of a button, Ayse put the call on speakerphone, "You've reached the shitty prince's phone. Can I take a message?"
