The Warhamr’s shaft was sowhat short, but its head was exceptionally large in comparison, forming a slightly rectangular shape. Raine instantly recognized it as a typical Dwarven style—simple yet precise lines, a rustic appearance but exquisite craftsmanship.
Because his ntor Humbert was a Dwarf, he had seen many Dwarf Warhamrs; although their designs varied, they were about eighty percent similar overall.
Except this one lacked so line embellishnts, feeling like it had a minimalist utilitarian style.
"Gray Dwarves’ Warhamr?"
"Oh my God, Grande, when did you pick this up?" Chris exclaid.
Fabian, being a Rogue Apprentice, could reasonably take away so spoils during retreat due to his nimble skills.
But Grande, clearly heavily injured, still had the chance to pick up a Gray Dwarf’s Warhamr?
"Was it dropped by the Gray Dwarf we took out first?" Fabian vaguely guessed.
"Yeah, back then that Gray Dwarf’s sweeping attack sent the three of us flying, and Raine’s Warhamr also fell. So, I thought since Raine’s hamr was gone, I would toss this hamr to him."
"However, Raine ended up using a spear tip to kill that Gray Dwarf."
"Raine, this Warhamr is for you." As he spoke, Grande stuffed the hamr into Raine’s hand.
Grande clearly rembered that had it not been for Raine’s rescue, he might have perished in the mine shortly after the battle began.
"Indeed! Raine, none of us use Warhamrs; you’re the only one in the squad who can wield it." Chris and Fabian exchanged glances and said with a smile.
Reya also nodded with a smile.
"Thank you."
Unlike before, this ti Raine didn’t refuse but accepted the Warhamr decisively.
Because his Warhamr was lost during the battle, not having the right weapon impacted his combat ability significantly.
"So, are we heading back to Mill Town now, or are we resting at the Miner Camp for a night?"
"Let’s hurry back to Mill Town overnight. The appearance of Gray Dwarves at Azure Mine needs to be reported imdiately." Reya decided after pondering briefly.
"Should we notify the foreman here at Azure Mine, that Bonds guy?" Chris asked.
"Wait, sothing’s off about that foreman. Captain, I suggest reporting directly to the association." Suddenly, Raine interjected.
"Hmm?"
Reya glanced at Raine with her beautiful eyes, although she didn’t know how Raine reached that conclusion, through the recent battle, her trust in Raine undoubtedly increased to another level.
Since Raine said so, Reya imdiately believed him mostly.
"Alright, let’s return to Mill Town directly."
....
anwhile.
In a deeper underground hall.
"Fool! Look at the ss you’ve created!"
"Soon, the Adventurer’s Association will dispatch a stronger squad to check the situation." The blond man nad Aiel cursed at the Kobold Priest.
Due to being utterly enraged, Aiel’s complexion appeared sowhat blue at the mont.
Yes, blue!
And in the next mont, as if his anger had surpassed the threshold.
Bright blue spots, like scales, appeared on Aiel’s fair face, spreading down his neck, and a large amount of white cold air began to quickly perate around him.
Even the puddle by his feet began to quickly freeze into ice!
At the sa ti, so kind of invisible pressure began to perate the surroundings.
Including the Kobold Priest Withered Beard, all the Kobolds were frightened by this pressure, turning pale, and a few had yellow puddles under them.
In truth, this was because Aiel was a Mage with a White Dragon Bloodline, commonly known as a Dragon Vein Mage.
At this mont, his anger had led his body to involuntarily lose control in small areas.
"Aiel, my brother is dead, I’m going to seek vengeance on that human adventurer squad just now." At this mont, Thorne Darkfurnace, wearing silver-gray heavy plate armor and holding a heavy hamr, said in a deep voice.
The only surviving tribesman, Bingus, had already told him the entire situation.
Although Thorne was furious that his three well-trained tribesn were defeated by a human adventurer squad without any Classes, no matter what, the tribesn he brought to the surface were like brothers to him.
Especially among them, his brother Sos was dead.
Perhaps Thorne’s words reminded Aiel of sothing, as his face, seemingly about to fracture, began to calm down gradually.
Aiel took a deep breath and said, "Your identities are sensitive; appearing in public will imdiately draw the upper echelons of the Soladin Kingdom’s attention here."
"This will seriously affect the organization’s subsequent plans."
"The blood of our Dark Furnace Tribe shall not flow in vain." Thorne shook his head and said.
"This ti your commission will increase by twenty percent, Thorne!"
"It’s not about money; I said our tribesn’s blood shall not flow in vain." Thorne almost hesitated and shook his head again, saying.
"Damn it! Wasn’t I clear enough? Your appearance on the surface will affect the organization’s subsequent plans!"
Facing the stubborn Gray Dwarf Commander Thorne, Aiel felt he was losing control of his temper again.
’Damn it, just let this guy check the situation above, he refuses, saying he wants more money.’
’Now that his brother Sos is dead, he’s like a mad dog wanting to charge up.’
Aiel forcibly took a deep breath and said, "That human squad, right? Leave it to ; I’ll send soone to resolve it!"
"What you need to do now is take these useless ones and hide deeper in the underground Dark River."
"Aiel, you’ve promised this." Thorne looked deeply into Aiel’s eyes with his brown eyes and nodded.
Actually, Thorne also knew that if he sought out that human adventurer squad, it would practically be very challenging, and he didn’t even know the squad’s na now.
His purpose for saying these words was to urge Aiel and the Talin Association they belonged to seek revenge for them.
Thorne knew very well that the mysterious Talin Association hid itself deeply in human society, having a complex and concealed network.
"This is the murderer who killed my brother, and there’s also a female archer who killed Omier; I’ll give it to you later." As he spoke, Thorne handed a sketch portrait on parchnt to Aiel.
If mbers of the Howling Hunter Squad were present, they would undoubtedly recognize instantly that the vividly rendered sketch, although simply outlined with lines, was indeed Raine.
Aiel glanced at Raine, who wore a horned helt, slightly surprised, and said, "Barbarian Warrior? Quite rare."
Mill Town, as the hinterland of the Soladin Kingdom, is thousands of miles away from several Barbarian gathering places.
Barbarian Warriors are indeed rare around here.
"No, Bingus said the person cast a spell, it should be a Freezing Ray." Thorne shook his head.
"Hmm? You say this person is a Mage Apprentice?" Aiel’s blue pupils widened, and he appeared sowhat astonished, saying.
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