The next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Erik and Mia feels like they just closed their eyes for a brief moment but then the next period of time they will spend in this stronghold was come. They feel like they don't want to get up, but they have to do it.
Valeria stood before Vekkir, her eyes cold and cruel as always. The sharp clang of metal against stone echoed through the space as she approached him, her voice filled with a venomous calm.
"Build us armor and weapons," she said the same thing she said since yesterday to the dwarf. Her tone laced with an unspoken threat.
Vekkir stood hunched now. Still defiant wtih his arms shackled and bruised face from the relentless beatings he had already endured.
He shook his head, blood trickling from his lips. "I won't... I've told you already. No matter what you do, I won't help you create shit!"
