"What do you mean us four? Are you trying to get us killed?"
Since Eliron's entire time of knowing Artie, this was the first time he had ever seen here so troubled.
And yet, somehow, her voice was still calm albeit slightly strained.
She massaged the bridge of her nose and frowned while waiting for his response.
Eliron shrugged. "The raft can only carry ten people, how would we get the girls back if we took ten people there?"
Artie gave him a dead pan look then her expression shifted, this time, it looked like she was barely able to contain her anger.
"Then… you… should have built… another raft…"
She wasn't exactly wrong, they could have done as she said, that much was true.
But the only reason she thought he could build another raft like this so fast, was that she had no idea about his skill [Dwarf's thumb].
Already, the skill had taken a good amount of mana.
