Darryl kept a straight face and threw Madeline a look discreetly, telling her not to be nervous.

The next second, Darryl smiled faintly at Gandalf. "Well, both of us can take a step back. What do you want to let her go?"

Darryl peered over Gandalf's shoulder and saw a colorful little snake nestled on the ground a few feet away behind the other man.

Darryl knew that a beautiful snake meant a poisonous snake. He thought of a plan.

Gandalf threw his head back and laughed; he thought Darryl had finally compromised. "The conditions are very simple. I want you to move those rocks and then hack off one of your hands."

Gandalf had not figured out how his subordinates were trapped in those messy rock arrangements, but he knew that as long as the stones were removed, his people would be able to walk around freely.

As for asking Darryl to hack off a hand, Gandalf simply needed to vent his anger.

Darryl cursed in his heart. 'Gandalf is quite a savage man; he even wants me to hack off a han