The Snake Descends (1)

The Tral Clan had already fallen.

I established a new Sunglasses Clan instead.

Truth be told, I didn't think sunglasses could completely protect the dwarves from fire.

But at least it would be better than squinting.

"Still, don't look at fire with naked eyes. If anyone freezes up, slap each other's cheeks immediately."

They reviewed the action guidelines once more.

The dwarves divided into two groups.

Dunkel, Manjin, and Tral. These three.

And the rest of the dwarves with Helmut.

The two groups would each have different tasks.

Though their tasks differed, they had one goal.

To subdue Blue Beard who was entranced by fire, and to extinguish that evil flame causing it all.

Helmut shouted.

"Handle the explosives carefully. Think of it as instant death if you drop them!"

The young dwarves following Tral turned pale.

They each had backpacks heavily loaded with explosives.