Interview

Volk crouched low, his imposing frame balanced delicately to avoid intimidating the small creatures. The goblins—if they could even be called that in their current state—remained huddled together, their wiry forms still trembling. Their wide, glowing eyes flicked to him nervously as he knelt before them, his crimson gaze sharp yet unusually patient.

He rested his forearm casually on one knee, his other hand holding the torch aloft to keep the faint, flickering light steady. The shadows danced across the jagged walls of the small cave, giving the scene an eerie but oddly intimate atmosphere.

"You," Volk said, his deep voice cutting through the tense silence. He pointed to the larger goblin, the one who had shown the most courage by stepping forward earlier. "Tell me. How did you survive down here?"