The Ultimate Devourer

'Diplomacy' with the dwarves

Alliron patted my shoulder as we disappeared from the surface of the northern continent.

I blinked once and the snow-covered fields that were previously in my view had transformed into medium-sized buildings that looked quite advanced as they were made only from white bricks, they oozed a special aura as they seemed to be imbued with souls!

I glanced around and I saw that we were encircled by Dwarves. Small people who weren't taller than 1.4 meters, strong packed physiques that were full of muscles, black or brown beards that hung to their waists.

They all had full-body runic armor on their bodies, and they wielded runic swords, axes, hammers, and spears.

They seemed to be proficient in them as well, as I could feel a little danger from these Dwarves that surrounded us.

Their auras weren't anything special at first glance, but they didn't seem to unleash their full strength, also the weapons they wielded were only a little bit worse compared to my sword!

Their armors were slight