"You are…" Lancelot pulled out the naked Gray Dwarf, simultaneously recalling the information Tijana had mentioned about him, "Master Narak?"
"Yes," the old Dwarf in the group spoke up, "We have met at the Craftsmen Committee's meeting."
"Barrend Frostforge?" The Gray Dwarf squinted, eyeing the people around him, "Ah, I see, I see now, the Prince is actually here to save you, right?"
"You…"
"Yes, that is my purpose," Lancelot straightforwardly replied, "But you might have misunderstood some parts. I knew Master Barrend before I met Tijana, and coming here is my own decision. If you wish to escape the current predicament, I suggest you move with us. Afterwards, if you don't want to return to Twin Bridges Town, you are free to go."
"You will set me free?" The Gray Dwarf stared at Lancelot with suspicion, "Without any restrictions?"
"Why would I do otherwise?" Lancelot shrugged and turned to Bruto, "Do you have any spare clothes? I think Master Narak might be a bit cold..."
