"Leave it to me, Lord!" Dorglin patted his chest, despite the pain pulling at his wounds, causing him to grimace, but the dwarf's passion for reconstruction and treasure hunting instantly overwhelmed the pain. He wasn't a follower of the Sun Goddess and didn't care about the lives of dozens. In fact, he wished the Lord would kill more to avenge the dwarf's bloodline. After all, dwarves are famously petty and vengeful.
He excitedly promised, "Those sea rats (referring to Manan believers) can't hide things from a dwarf's eyes! As for the fortress, rest assured, we'll build it ten times stronger than before! Let the dwarven stones tell future generations who the real master here is!"
