Zeke, who watched Wilfred take up a wine glass, concluded what the man might be currently thinking about.
Zeke then opened his mouth and said:
"One last thing, Lord Blackridge, but I'm sure it would be best to let you know that Barrel Moles are known to feed off of minerals as well."
Wilfred's expression then cracked, "Are you telling me these rodents are eating into my cavern's values?" He slowly placed the wine glass back down before shooting up onto his feet.
"Then we can't possibly wait for a couple of days! If there's truly a lot of these monsters, then my mountain will be bled dry of all of its ores! We can't possibly let that happen!"
Wilfred's mind raced. And only after a moment of thought, an idea lit up like an ingenious lightbulb.
"I got it! We shall hold a contest on who can bring down this beast. I'm sure there are plenty of mages inside this town and large parties of them! How about we let them handle it?!"
