[Unnamed Mudwad Slave]
The bell had already rung twice today. Thankfully, I was feeling rather energetic so I had completed the first quota with plenty of time remaining and was able to rest in preparation for the second.
Although my hands were starting to get numb from constantly gripping the handle of the pickaxe, I had already learned how to turn off my brain and continue swinging regardless of the pain.
In a deep section of the cave, the stone here was more stubborn. However, it was worth it because the ores that could be mined here made filling up the quota much easier.
Sparks flew in the air whenever I struck the veins in the wall.
Vibrations would shoot up my arms and shake the brain inside my skull.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Around me were a couple of dozen of us. We worked in silence because having meaningless conversations was a waste of breath and would only serve to tire us out faster.
