But now there were hardly any dwarves visible in the deep level.
Could they have already burned to death?
It was impossible to know.
"Dunkel."
Manjin whispered carefully.
He pointed his finger down there.
The floor door leading to the deepest level was already open.
And Blue Beard was in front of the stairs leading down there.
Fortunately, there were no orange flames that addled minds here.
Perhaps it was natural since only those already entranced by fire were in the deep level.
Blue Beard's and Dunkel's eyes met.
Despite the considerable distance, Blue Beard's frown was visible.
Dunkel felt unnecessarily intimidated.
Bang bang!
The sound of writhing came from the bucket.
Right, need to stay focused.
Dunkel deliberately steadied his heart.
And finally they reached Blue Beard.
"Happy. What's going on?"
Blue Beard asked the warrior about the situation with a frown.
