
Thus, Rurek's powers are exhausted. His activity has come to an end.
“Hmm, this will do too,” said the sorcerer-digger, unable to break down the door completely. “Now we are free to go in any direction. Oh, Mother-Ancestor of the Sords, what is this door made of! No matter how much I dig, it refuses to fall!”
But that doesn't matter. Muscles and a pickaxe have defeated someone's sophisticated defense. Long live the Sord people!
- Bravo. Listen, could you... dig a tunnel in this direction? - Jingo points to their location and the cage to the right of it on his "map".
- We would save a lot of time. And provisions...