I woke up with a heavy yawn and slowly pushed myself upright in bed.
It had been six days since we discovered the crystals, and during that time, the clan had undergone a remarkable transformation.
Numerous buildings now stood throughout the settlement, replacing the temporary tents that had once dominated the area. Every goblin had a proper home with a roof over their head, and for the first time since the clan's founding, sleeping out in the open or inside makeshift shelters was no longer the norm.
But the most significant change by far was the wall.
Calling it a wall almost felt inaccurate now.
The structure surrounding the settlement looked more like a fortress, stretching across the landscape like the shell of some enormous beast protecting everything within. Watchtowers rose at regular intervals along its length, their elevated platforms providing clear views of the surrounding terrain while housing the heavy artillery Bundi and his team had spent days constructing.
