"How far are we to where the humans live?" Nuus asked Xhom who looked around and looked back at the large number of dwarfs behind him. "We should get there soon" Xhom answered. " How sure are you that they won't attack us when they see us. We haven't been seen for centuries." Nuus asked and the look on Xhom's face gave him his answer. " I hope the gods help us" Nuus said and urged others to move faster.
Xhom tried to ignore the tightness in his throat. This was a risky move. Taking the dwarves out of the forest is something he didn't want but the constant attacks from the Nijerees left him no choice. Another attack from the Nijerees would make them extinct. They need an ally. The blacks turned them down already.