Disturbed glances spread throughout the crowd, but nobody made a sound. The village square, which had been filled with arguments and shouting only moments earlier, had become unnaturally quiet.
Hundreds of eyes remained fixed on Ka'z, yet nobody seemed willing to challenge him after hearing the cold certainty behind his threat. Even the warriors who had cheered for Tu'ka earlier were now watching carefully, waiting to see what Ka'z would do next.
The fifteen goblin artisans were perhaps the most shocked of all.
Tor stared at Ka'z's back with his mouth slightly open, his injured hand pressed against his chest. The other artisans exchanged uncertain glances, their eyes wet and their faces trembling slightly. They had expected hatred from the kobolds. They hadn't expected was for Ka'z to stand in front of an entire village and threaten to personally kill anyone who tried to harm them.
