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Having retrieved the bar, Rurek calms down and hides his treasure away from prying eyes.
“What have we got here…” the Sordish miner approaches the remains of the cheese-makers’ war golem. “I know a thing or two about underground materials. This walking powerhouse of Rizz is made from the very ore that is mined right here. That’s why the cheese-makers needed to subjugate this tribe of furies! Now they won’t be able to mine anything, but… who knows how many of these they managed to build? Maybe we should take this pile with us and bring it to Ikazkan. Maybe someone will figure out what magic animated the golem and made it so resilient and powerful.”
After this short monologue, the Sord’s gaze falls on Blueberry.
“I didn’t pay much attention to the battle while I was lying on the ground,” Rurek confessed. “But can someone explain to me WHAT killed Ucon’s companion?”
There was definitely someone else in the battle. They had no worries, and then – bam!