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When the terrifying underground monster raised its arm to strike again, Rurek prepared to depart for the beautiful other world, where hordes forge magnificent weapons all day long, and in their free time, they fight powerful enemies that don't blow half your face off with a single blow. But either the underground monster turned out to be a bit slow, or some guardian of Ikazkan looked favorably upon Rurek, but the next blow struck the skull of a fresh Vatagash. After that, things didn't go particularly well for his brother-horde in battle, but somehow, sweating profusely, they still managed to defeat two underground monsters.
"Now it's clear why Rizz decided not to return for the lost one in person," Rurek spat out blood. "How are you doing, brother? Are you alive? Those eggs looked nasty. Oh, and we'll have to go through the fiery bridge again... we need to gather our strength and heal our wounds."
And they could have brought that little observer with them... a fourth fighter would have been very useful.