Dwarves

At that moment Ikky stopped, his eyes had seen something. In one of the bends of the River of Life, that's how the humans had named the river, a kind of barge appeared in sight. However, something must not have been right; it seemed like a fire was spreading.

Under the mountain, one of the last groups that were collecting firewood also seemed to see them.

A barge? These couldn't be the Vertrans, they wouldn't use such backward technology, and they were coming from the opposite direction to Asgaroth.

"Elsine…" Ikky said, seeing a certain look of disappointment in Elsine at the sudden interruption.

"I know… you have to go. You're the only one who can speak all the languages… but promise me that we'll continue the conversation where we left off." She gave him a nice kiss on the cheek, and Ikky didn't hesitate to jump into a dimensional crack.