Steel City, underground mine.
Giant Axe slowly let out a breath and set down the axe in his hand. The tiny pebbles on the ground were instantly crushed into powder.
After returning from the tavern called Hearthstone, he had gone to another tavern he frequented.
Yet as he drank, his mind was full of Hearthstone—the Legendary Card called Grommash Hellscream that Anno had drawn for him. It would definitely be incredibly powerful if used.
The shouts of other dwarves arm-wrestling nearby now sounded especially grating to Giant Axe, leaving him restless and irritated.
So he simply came to the mine and spent the entire night digging. When he kept himself busy, he did not have so many thoughts.
It was already morning. Hearthstone Tavern should have opened for business by now.
The other dwarves were also gradually finishing their night-long work, loudly discussing which tavern they would visit for drinks later and what new kinds of alcohol had been delivered to Steel City.
"You little brats, stop playing that boring arm-wrestling game. At this rate, your brains will turn into muscles sooner or later! I'll take you to play something more interesting!"
Giant Axe picked up his axe and struck the ground with it. The dull sound echoed through the mine as sand and stones rained continuously from overhead, fully demonstrating just how much force those blows carried.
At the same time, it showed just how sturdy the dwarven mine was—absolutely safe and reliable.
The young dwarves looked at one another, having no idea why Giant Axe was saying this. But as an elder of the dwarven clan, there were not many dwarves who dared to argue with him.
They could only follow Elder Giant Axe to the "different kind of tavern" he had mentioned, all the while discussing it