The sewers were overflowing. It was difficult to move around without running into a sheltered human family. This caused the rats to flee, and Fleas didn't have much to eat. But it didn't matter.
Pli coordinated everything with incredible mastery. In his time with Dannke, he had heard from humans that gnomes were stupid. This human must be eating his words right now. Pli lay back and sighed, exhausted. Fleas came over and sat down beside him.
"I don't know how much longer we can hold out here. The food is running out faster and faster, our patience is wearing thin. We have everything to lose..."
"But we saved a lot of lives," Fleas added. "That's worth something. So we haven't lost everything."
Fleas suddenly became silent and lifted his nose. That smell... It couldn't be! He jumped to his paws and smiled.
"What is it?"
"I think it's Surly, yes, it must be. Somehow it's here."
"Surly... Wait, the mountain goat?"