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The place Do-Jin picked for the finale was the big lake where the Steelpeak Dwarves drew their drinking water, the spot where all the hot-spring runoff pooled.
Rockel hated having his shit taken away, Do-Jin recalled.
He couldn’t stand losing anything, whether it was men, territory, or treasure. His possessiveness and need to dominate were ugly, plain and simple. And for a man who treated the dwarven underground as his personal kingdom, the idea of intruders slipping around in the shadows was intolerable.
If some assholes are spreading poison in the kingdom’s well, he’s not going to just sit on his hands.
Rockel would move to stop it before the problem spiraled out of control. The man was not the kind to give up territory without a fight.
This place is top priority. He’s coming for it first, no doubt.
Not long after Do-Jin convinced himself of that, Rockel and his crew showed up.
I guess it was urgent, huh? He came himself.
There were thirteen of them. That number meant Rockel had scraped together every available man after leaving the bare minimum to watch the village.
So the...
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