The next morning, Thrain woke up with a splitting headache.
He could hardly believe what he had heard the night before. If it wasn't for the fact that he was just as clear-headed as he was now, he would have thought that he had dreamed the whole conversation he had with Michael and the others.
Making a stone wall in a matter of a few days? Thrain knew this was impossible.
And yet, Michael was certain that they could do it. So certain, in fact, that they had invited him and the other dwarves to witness the creation of 'concrete' with their own eyes.
As the sun slowly rose in the air, the dwarves gathered near the outskirts of the village, where everything was still under construction.
With more and more Mankeys finding their way to this village, they had to constantly expand their territory to accommodate the nearly half a thousand HobMankeys living in their village.
