"You fuking dwarf!"
The man suddenly punched a black bearded dwarf in the stomach.
"…"
"Really?"
"My mom punches way harder than you." – said the black beard dwarf.
[The renown craftsman of many masterpieces that lives Dusk city – Evilin]
In front of the unknown man was the legendary blacksmith of the Dusk city called Evilin who was chained around his waist.
The man hair was short, but his black beard was long.
"Shut up!" – shouted the man.
"You better- '
"I better what?"
"What will you do necromancer?"
"Kill me and raise me as undead? Ha! You wish."
"You need me alive and turning me into undead will only destroy your plans."
"Oh. And you don't want to hurt me if you want me to make you stuff."
"All you can do is to chain me up here and can't even really hurt me or torture me."
"So common. Hurt me. You will be the real one in trouble."
