"Oi... you piece of shit. Try to cover that mistake again, and I swear, I'll ram a stick up your ass and shovel dirt with your mouth. Got that?"
"Yes, boss!"
Rael tilted his head at the ruckus as he glanced at the hundreds of dwarves in front of him.
They were working on some construction project. Scaffolding was everywhere, and building blocks were being laid out at surprising speeds.
There was also a tiny touch of magic Rael managed to spot every now and again. It was mainly used to reinforce materials, sometimes slightly levitate them, so once they fell, they wouldn't break on impact.
They are a pretty rowdy bunch, and I guess that guy threatening to ram something up someone's ass is the boss of these dwarves, Rael deduced and took a step forward, reappearing behind the vocal dwarf.
"Hey," Rael called out. "You are their leader, right? I got a few questions I want to ask you."
