*Pant*, *pant*, *pant*...
Running down the steep mountain, Simon nearly bumped into the sharp, spiky Dynus tree. Seeing that its prey had eluded its grasp, its trunk opened itself, revealing jagged teeth.
Barely dodging, he happened to see Duncan fighting the hoard of urks, each wielding crude red axes, which somehow lit itself on fire. Despite the vines emerging from the ground pulverizing them, they manage to mince it into pieces due to their sheer numbers. Just then, an axe lands itself on Duncan's arm, lodging itself deeply within.
Holy shitballs! This wasn't meant to happen...
To understand what happened, we must go back a couple of days...
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Scratching his head, Lewis realises something.
"We need buildings. A lot of buildings in fact..."
Nodding his head along, Duncan further added to his statement, "And to top it off, they need to be reinforced. Such as reinforced reinforced. You know it as well how hot it gets when testing rocket booster engines. If not done right, sheesh, you can say goodbye to your sorry ass, along with possibly 25 km radius of land. The elves would not be happy at all..."
Meanwhile, at the back, was a very confused dwarf, plunging his steaming head into a bucket of water. Once his head was cooled, he rose back up, bringing along a very important question. "Umm, just so you know, none of us know how to build. I'm a blacksmith, Lewis' can only build tools, and sorry to say it, but from what I can recollect, wood very easily catches fire. Like, 'barbecued within a minute' fire."
Duncan simply turned his head, and smiled.
"Oh, I know a guy..."
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"Holy hell man, how fucking far is it. Any further, and we'd reach the Hymalas range! Don't you know how dangerous that is! Last time someone wanted to go th—"
Duncan promptly cut him off. "Yes, yes, I know. But what can I do? There may be others who can build the command centres, but damn it, he's the best when it comes to these types of jobs! What am I supposed to do, oh, summon a builder from Earth? That's gonna get me killed!"
Seeing Duncan frothing, Simon wisely decided to keep his mouth shut. What's gotten into him? He wasn't like this before...
Still pondering, he bumped in front of Dennis, the Wulfine guard. Grunting through his long snout, he told everyone that they were here. "*Grunt*, Sire, we have reached our destination."
Standing tall in front of them was a huge mountain range. Tall peaks, reaching the skies, dotted the surroundings. Towering trees dotted the land, encompassing the whole region. Grunts and squeals echoed by, an occasional unearthly roar coming by.
Simon nervously clutched his satchel, for he knew where they were.
The Hymalas Mountains.