No one could have predicted the sudden twist of events. It was unclear what had dragged them into this situation, but there was no doubt it all began with Byung's very existence.
Murkfang's carefully laid plan had collapsed, and now he found himself caught in a desperate battle of life and death.
Byung kept his eyes fixed on the mines, making sure the work continued as it should. The naming ceremony had already been held during his absence, which meant every goblin now carried a name. They were no longer meaningless numbers turning a giant cog.
He couldn't help but wonder if Murkfang's sudden appearance at the mine and his push to speed up promotions wasn't about building up their workforce at all. Maybe it had been about clearing out the mines ahead of time—removing any goblins with potential so they wouldn't end up as casualties later.
