"What are we waiting for? What else do you want me to wait for?" The gnome, Karo, appeared somewhat angry, his golden eyes fixated on Gordon's neck, as if ready to pounce and bite through his trachea the next second.
Gordon tilted his head, as if accustomed to such mad behavior from the other. Karo used to be a wise sage, but when his bloodline changed, he was affected, his mind going mad, and even the most skilled crafting talents he possessed were forgotten amidst the chaos.
"I will bite through your neck one day!" Karo said viciously.
Gordon had a nonchalant expression: "While you're thinking of ways to bite my neck, why don't you find a way to offer the souls of those swine to the master!"
Upon hearing "master," Karo calmed down a bit, but his tone was still somewhat urgent: "What's there to think? Just twist their necks off!"
