"Ha! Another Dimensional Bag, let's pack some more!" Bruto said excitedly, rubbing his hands together enthusiastically.
Lancelot was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed. He pulled a small ball from his bosom; it had several cracks on its surface that were expanding rapidly. Within moments, it had completely turned into a pile of fragments.
"The Goblins are in trouble," Lancelot said with a solemn face, and started running out, "We've already gathered enough, they need help now."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, but they immediately followed him. Bruto had already grabbed a handful of gemstones and was stuffing them into his robe haphazardly. It was still too difficult for a Dwarf to discard these shiny stones.
The group ran up the stairs a bit further but found that there was no way to go. At that moment, Alamir pulled a lever on the wall, and the ceiling above creaked open.
