"Father..." Bruto's voice sounded hesitant, "Your injury..."
"Has already been healed by the Elves!" The old Dwarf stomped heavily, as if to prove his complete recovery, "Besides, I've already died once, dying again is nothing to fear!"
"But..." Bruto wanted to persuade further but finally gave up, "You old fool, when the battle starts, I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying right by your side..."
"My friends, you have done enough already, for this I am deeply grateful." Soveris's voice came from not far away, he had just finished arranging a new round of reconnaissance tasks, "But your responsibility does not lie in the upcoming battle, I still hope that in the future you can completely defeat the Lich, so that the residents of this land can regain their freedom..."
