The Rewards of the Strong - Part 7

Vagrin tried to grab Silverfish's shirt, but in an instant, the little man had tripped him up on the floor.

"Steady," Vol growled, when Vagrin landed too close to him. Silverfish hurried to salute and apologize, and Vagrin was forced to do the same.

"If you're impatient, then good," Vol said. "But this is the quickest way. If you want to prove yourselves, then defeat the Death Knight as six. I'll let you do it with less men, if you can show me that."

"I'm in agreement with Vol," Harland said. "There's nothing to be gained by over-the-top recklessness. I cannot foresee a better way than this. As a Vice-Commander, I should be far stronger than I am. It has been an embarrassment for some time that there are lesser officers stronger than me."

"Tsch, and here I was going to steal your position," Silverfish tutted and folded his arms. Harland spared him nothing more than a cool glance. He seemed to be almost as good at dealing with Silverfish as Northy was.