Kapitel 167: Dwarven Gifts

"Hah! What do you think, Jarl Harik? We dealt a great blow to those invaders!" Thovok suddenly yelled as he walked out from behind a boulder.

The sudden yelling startled them. There had been no warning of his approach. Even Skovi stared at the dwarf in surprise. Thovok revealed a gleeful expression as he glanced at them.

"What do you expect? I'm a dwarf in the mountains! Of course, I know how to move about undetected!" Thovok burst out into laughter.

However, before Harik could say anything about it, Thovok moved closer as more dwarves in shining armour marched in among them. Harik's eyes went wide. There were only fifty of them, but the fact they had come so close without anyone noticing sent a chill down his spine. 'How many times have we been in the mountains? And how many of those times could a dwarf have been this close to us without our noticing?'