Bab 231: Ready To Reel In

As the magma stopped falling the Edgit's head emerged.  He stood unblinking like a statue as he firmly grasped the chain.  The magma fell to the floor leaving his skin a rosy pink color.

His hair and magnificent beard had been burnt away along with his cloths.  The only thing that remained on him was his loin cloth made from the skin of an elder salamander.  The magma on the floor began to cool and harden into stone while his legs were still trapped inside.

"Hurry boys!  The potions!"  He shouted.

The dwarves each pulled out a few high grade healing potions in their hands.  They didn't waste a moment and tossed them forward.

They weren't aiming for Edgit Hammerstone.  They were aiming for the wyrm.  They struck true to their mark.

The potion vials shattered after they hit the band of cooling solar steel.  The healing potion sunk into the cracks of the broken scales.