Of course, I wasn't that delighted with Wryly anymore. From that mere conversation with him, the subtext was screaming. I knew for a fact that he and his Paragon already had a lock on the human girl's exact location.
Unlike the promise he had made to me before, he hadn't informed me about her coordinates at all. He was playing a double game, trying to secure the prize for the Berserkers while keeping me on a leash.
That wasn't something I'd just forgive and forget. I didn't like being lied to, and I certainly didn't like being played for a fool. I intended to show both him and his Paragon a little rudeness in response to this when the time was right. For now, however, I had a city to bury.
I closed the chat with the Berserker and immediately opened a channel to the Bringold Impact.
[I need digging tools,] I sent.
[Did you find a suitable mine in your world already?] the Lady Nymph replied almost instantly.
[No. It's for war.]
