As the {Black-Hearth Dwarves} chattered away, Cain couldn't help but frown.
'Beorstone has mentioned Fuji multiple times. Could it be the same Fuji I know?'
He thought about it for a momentz then recalled what the system had told him.
'The {Black-Hearth Dwarves} aligned themselves with the Black Stone Turtle and the Vermillion Flame Eagle. In other words, their ancestors used to worship those Suns of Aether. Could it still be...'
His thoughts began to spiral out of control.
Meanwhile, the Dwarves were still mumbling to themselves.
Beorstone grunted and scratched his beard, eyes drifting back to the Rift,
"Either way, we're stuck here for now."
Bilfur's grip tightened on his pickaxe. "Boss, I don't like this place. The stones feel… wrong. Not at all like home."
Gungir adjusted his goggles, tilting his head toward the cavern ceiling. "Aye. Something's moving up there as well."
