A moment of darkness.
.
.
At the end of the fourth hour, the door to the secret chamber was pushed open.
Herbert shook his neck, walked alone up the stairs, and staggered out from the ruins.
"As for the laws, next time. Anyway, you can't see the sun here."
He looked up at the city that had completely dimmed and shook his head slightly.
The incarnation of the Evil God had drained ninety percent of the city's resources, and the remaining ten percent was packed up and taken away by him.
Don't even mention magic energy lamps, even the lamp posts were knocked down and sent to the furnace to be re-smelted into metal ingots.
No need to ask, the rescued grey dwarves worked hard, each more enthusiastic than the last.
This was dismantling a house, and it's the house of their enemy!
They were so excited they almost went crazy, they didn't even need Herbert's instructions to dismantle all the usable and barely usable magic devices in the city.
