Tuck nodded in response, not elaborating much.
"That's good to hear," said Bervis Twain with a smile.
"In that case, I won't hold back."
"Let's capitalize on the heat of the moment, and the severe blow we dealt those Hunters," he continued.
"It's time for me to forge my Ring Staff."
The hours Tuck spent forging had already attracted those who were going to be attracted.
Those who hadn't been attracted probably wouldn't come even if the forging continued.
At this moment, after fending off a wave of covetous assailants.
Nobody would be coming by for a while.
This was the perfect opportunity for a marathon forging session.
As he spoke, Bervis Twain gestured with his hand, and a scroll fell to the ground. Simultaneously, the Dwarf Calero, who had cooperated with Bervis Twain before, materialized.
