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Rurek looked intently at Vatagash and smiled slyly.
“You won’t believe it, my friend, but I’ve wanted to meet this mighty furry leader for a long time,” Sord said, shaking his fist at the invisible cheesemakers. “In our native caves, no one knows how to fight humans better than him and his tribe. If our enemy is the most cunning, hostile, and evil humans, then we need to find someone similar to help us. I wouldn’t be surprised if these two, the cheesemakers and the Claws, have already been in an irreconcilable conflict for a long time. Do you know where to find the Claws, Vatagash?”
Sord, a malicious hater of humans, intended to ask Rizz about the Claws, but since Vatagash offered his help, Rizz could wait a little. After all, they don’t know where he is anyway.