Miss Eva watched everything unfold from a high window overlooking the meeting courtyard. She smiled with satisfaction as she saw Grankell being taken away in chains, his era of tyranny finally ending. She watched Queen Mother bow to the survivors with remorse and watched how she gave them the respect they deserved, her smile widened as she watched all this.
"Phewww, I guess I can move now from here. I was so bored just watching," she said, stretching her arms above her head. She turned around to address her companion. "You want to come, Chieftess?"
She found Chieftess Anihoa dozing off on the luxurious sofa, her head tilted back and mouth slightly open. Maid Nima lay lifeless beside her, sleeping with her head resting on the Chieftess's lap, completely knocked out from exhaustion or something else.
"What?! Why should this Chieftess work for another region?! I am a Chieftess!" Anihoa's words were sharp, but her energy level didn't match her tone. She barely opened one eye while speaking.
"Chieftess, let's go na! It's boring here!!" Maid Nima slowly stood up, rubbing her eyes sleepily, and spoke with pleading cute face.
"AGH! NO! This Chieftess will NOT work for another region!" Anihoa crossed her arms stubbornly, though her resolve was clearly wavering.
Miss Eva smiled knowingly and said while walking toward the door, "What a shame. The city's most talented and expert people are working on new innovative things right now. It would have been beneficial to your region if you worked with them." She paused at the doorway and glanced back with a casual shrug. "Well, I suppose your big brother is enough for your region."
Miss Eva waved goodbye, but her hand was suddenly grabbed tightly by a fully energetic Chieftess who had materialized beside her with surprising speed.
"Fine! If you are pleading to me this much, then I will go!" Chieftess Anihoa declared dramatically, as if she was doing Miss Eva a huge favor.
Miss Eva laughed seeing this as she led them down the corridors toward the temporary workshop settled near Queen resting place.
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As soon as Miss Eva was about to enter through the main door, she heard a booming roar from behind that made her freeze in place.
"HEY! HEY! HEEYYYY!!!! MOVE ASIDE! THERE IS A SUPER DUPER NEW ULTRA POWERFUL WHEELCHAIR COMING THROUGH! YEEEAAAHHOOOOOO!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"
BOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!
Tool Guy rammed straight through the door with a modified wheelchair at full speed, wood splintering everywhere after getting burst open. The person sitting in the wheelchair, saw his life flashing past his eyes again as they crashed through.
The door flew open with explosive force.
All they could see inside was complete and utter CHAOS!!
Papers were flying through the air like a blizzard of documents. People were discussing projects loudly, their voices overlapping into incomprehensible noise. Small controlled explosions were happening in one corner where someone was testing something volatile. The whole massive room was barely holding together…..there were even visible cracks spreading across the floor and climbing up the walls like spiderwebs. It looked like a battlefield, a pure battlefield of creative destruction.
Even some "dead souls" were present on the ground, people who had collapsed from exhaustion and were now lying motionless among scattered blueprints and broken prototypes.
"HUH?! WAIT A MINUTE! MISS PHOEBE, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Miss Eva spotted her friend and ran toward her without thinking.
But it was a huge mistake!!!!!
As soon as she crossed the threshold, a wooden piece flew past her face, missing her nose by inches.
"HEY, YOU BASTARD! I TOLD YOU IT WILL NOT HOLD THE WEIGHT OF THIS MANY PEOPLE! WE HAVE TO REDESIGN IT!" someone shouted from across the room.
Miss Eva dodged the projectile, her heart racing from close nearly dead encounter. Then a woman walked past her while carrying a towering stack of books that was taller than her own head, completely blocking her vision.
"Move aside! Move aside! Coming through!" the woman announced in a monotone voice. "Books are heavy! If you trip me, YOU WILL DIE!!!!"
The ominous warning his Miss Eva ears and mad her eyes twitch as she passed by.
Miss Eva started moving forward after dodging that but suddenly her feet hit something and she stumbled forward. GAAHH!!!! Suddenly, she saw a sharp wire hanging at her chest level directly in front of her. She barely stopped herself in time, her neck close to the sharp wire, she gulped hard thinking what would have happened if she hadn't been careful….siigghhhh...… she calm down and had to drop down and crawl beneath it like she was navigating a warzone obstacle course.
Finally, she spotted Miss Phoebe buried in a literal pile of papers, only her head visible above the mountain of documents.
"Hey! Wake up! Let's get you out of here!" Miss Eva spoke urgently while trying to pull her friend up.
"NOOOO! I CANNNTT!!" Miss Phoebe resisted with surprising strength and came out of the pile of paper dramtically. "MY HUSBAND IS OUTSIDE LOOKING FOR ME! HE'S FUMING MAD! IF I GO NOW, HE WILL STRIP ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!!!" She paused, then added quickly, "NOT THAT I MIND, BUT NOOO!! I'M FINE! JUST MORE PAPERWORK! IT'S OKAY!"
Miss Phoebe sat back in her chair and immediately started scribbling on the papers again, her hand moving frantically across the pages.
"Miss Phoebe, please delete that ingredient price and add these new item prices per kilo," someone called out, dropping more papers onto her already overflowing desk. "And we need a bigger workspace… also we have gotten some of the data from meat sellers we need you to arrange those datas!"
More papers came flying through the air and hit her table with a heavy THUMP.
Miss Phoebe clenched her head with both hands in frustration, but then took a deep breath and started working on the new papers anyway.
Miss Eva looked around at the controlled chaos and sighed deeply. She rolled up her sleeves and began helping her friend sort through the paperwork.
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On the other side of the massive workshop, another kind of chaos was unfolding.
"Miss Ariana, I want a concept art of this type of dress!"
"Miss Ariana, I want a concept art of this building structure!"
"Miss Ariana, I want this tool drawn with a person to show its working mechanism!"
"Miss Ariana, draw me a cute girl with big boobies!"
"SLOWWW DOWNNNN EVERYONEEEE!!" Miss Ariana finally exploded, throwing her hands up in the air. "ONE BY ONE! I'M DYING HERE!" She pointed accusingly at different people. "AND WHY AM I GETTING DRESS REQUESTS?! GO TO SILJA AND OTHERS FOR THAT!!! AND NO WEIRD REQUESTS!!"
Miss Ariana sat somewhere in the middle of the room, completely surrounded by people from all different fields asking for concept art. Her drawing hand was cramping, and ink stains covered her fingers.
Behind her sat another woman in a chair, but her vibe was completely different, not wild and frantic like Ariana's, but calm and collected in the midst of the storm. She was Subordinate Woman's older sister, and she was surrounded by burly-looking men and strong bulky women holding different architectural drawings and house designs.
"Hmmm, Miss Subordinate Sister, that window needs some changes. Can you draw it more rounded?" one of the builders asked, pointing at a blueprint.
"Hmmmm, it's hard to adjust the room size within the existing outer wall structure. We have to squeeze more space somehow," another one mused aloud.
"Hmmmm, this new residential style lacks soul. We need better edges here to make it feel more alive," a third person commented, tapping the paper thoughtfully.
"Hmmmm, Miss, we have to take into consideration the weight of all the top-floor elements, so make the borders thicker and more reinforced," someone else added.
"Hmmmm, Miss, we need safety rods over those structural areas for protection from any unforeseen calamity...….."
TWITCH TWITCH TWITCH!
Subordinate Woman Big Sister's eye twitched violently.
"JUST THINK EVERYTHING AT ONCE AND TELL ME!" she roared in sudden anger, slamming her hand on the desk. "AND DON'T START EVERY SENTENCE WITH 'HMMMMM'! IS THIS A TREND OR WHAT?! AND MOVE BACK A LITTLE! I NEED SOME AIR!!"
She muttered darkly under her breath, "You, little sister, making me do so much work... I will kill you when I see you!! GRRR..."
Sighhhhh.....
"How are you holding up, Subordinate Woman's big sister?" Miss Ariana asked from her position nearby, stretching her aching back with audible pops.
"Ah, Miss Ariana, well, I'm fine. It's hectic, but I'm looking forward to when our designs change this city for the better!" She laughed tiredly, but there was lot of excitement behind her exhaustion.
"Yeah, indeed..." Miss Ariana agreed, returning to her sketching with renewed determination.
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At the entrance, Chieftess Anihoa and Maid Nima stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock as they took in the absolute pandemonium before them.
"I think we should go back," Chieftess said slowly, her earlier enthusiasm completely evaporated.
The two ladies nodded in perfect agreement and were about to close the broken door quietly when a hand suddenly shot out and grabbed both of them.
"Oh! You finally came!" Sasha appeared like a predator catching prey. "Come, come! We could use your knowledge and experience as an outsider's perspective! Come along!"
Sasha pulled both of them into the chaotic mess with her forceful strength. Their screams of protest were immediately swallowed up by the ambient noise of the workshop, lost among the explosions, shouting, and general mayhem.
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"Hmm, did I just see someone get swallowed up?" Twin Brother asked as he approached the workshop entrance cautiously.
"I think so," Little Sister also peered inside with wide eyes.
"I hope Sir is okay. His wounds haven't fully healed yet. I'm worried about him!" Twin Sister looked inside concernedly, trying to spot Wheelchair Big Brother among the chaos.
TWITCH TWITCH
"He's fine! Don't worry about him, he's a tough nut to crack!" Little Sister humphed and pulled Twin Sister away from the dangerous entrance or maybe away from her brother….
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A short distance away, several people had gathered to rest and recover.
"I am glad you are okay," Office Woman spoke warmly while patting Twin mother shoulder with gentle reassurance.
"Yeah, what a beast of a man! HUMPH!" The pregnant wife touched her swollen belly protectively and looked at her husband, who was sleeping like a log on one of the sofas, completely knocked out from exhaustion and stress.
"Miss, your husband can't even beat a small animal!" Twin Brother laughed out loud, pointing at the snoring man.
"Indeed!" Both Office Woman and Little Sister also laughed at the observation.
"HEY! DON'T MAKE FUN OF HIM!" The pregnant wife tried to defend him cutely, her cheeks puffing out in annoyance, but she was happily smiling because it is indeed true.
"Yes, Don't laugh, Mr is just tired!" Twin sister nodded in agreement taking the joke too seriously.
"By the way, where are the maids who work here?" Office Woman asked, looking around with sudden curiosity.
"I think we will never see them again," Pregnant wife spoke ominously, bringing shivering chills down everyone's spines. "I heard that the old lady who dragged them away used to work here during the previous Queen and King's reign, and she was in charge of everything, SHE WAS THE HEAD MAID!!!!"
Everyone immediately clasped their hands together and prayed for those poor maids' safety. Then they quickly went away, not daring to get close to the room where chaos was only increasing as time passed.
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"Miss, you have to come with us. You have been suspected of creating fraud schemes with multiple men in the past."
A woman sitting between two men in the meeting courtyard suddenly found herself surrounded by guards. She sat frozen as the accusation registered.
"What?! What do you mean?!" The woman stood up angrily, her face flushing with indignation.
Then she looked behind her and saw one of the man... her so called Husband smirking while sitting arrogantly, clearly the one who had reported her.
"You little cock bastard!!!" The woman lunged at him, trying to hit him, but the guards quickly intercepted and restrained her.
The man sighed heavily and just sat there for a long time afterward, feeling strangely empty despite getting his revenge. The satisfaction he'd expected didn't come.
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CREEAKKKK
A basement door was forced open, rusty hinges screaming in protest. Guards descended into the darkness and saved many people who had been locked inside for hours.
"Thank you, ladies, for informing us about people getting severely punished by the house master," the guards bowed respectfully to the two kitchen maids who had reported the crime. "Your bravery saved lives."
"Thank you for coming so fast! Otherwise, it would have been too late!" The maids bowed back deeply, tears of relief streaming down their faces.
"Hmm, don't worry. We have already arrested the house master for the crimes he committed. We will update you soon about the trial," the guard captain explained professionally. "Until then, this house will be closed and investigated thoroughly. Don't worry, you will be provided a new place to work as compensation for your help and the trauma you endured here will be compensated."
"Thank you for your cooperation." The guards departed, leaving the maids standing stunned in the doorway.
"Wow, I never dreamt they would act so fast! What is happening in this city?" one maid wondered aloud, her voice filled with disbelief.
"And we will get a new job as compensation? Is this city really changing?" The other maid looked shocked as they came outside and saw the busy streets filled with patrolling guards, all working efficiently to process cases and protect the citizens which was overlooked for so long.
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"Sir, Ma'am, you are being arrested for a money laundering case. Please cooperate with us," the guards at meeting courtyard spoke politely to a little old couple sitting on their porch.
"Sighhhhh." The elderly couple stood up slowly, not protesting their arrest. They had known this day would come eventually.
"I hope he doesn't become like us," both the man and wife thought simultaneously, looking toward their house in distance horizon with sad eyes, thinking of their son.....
"Young Master, some Queen's guards came and reported that your parents have been arrested."
The young master sat motionless in his chair, staring out the window. There was no happiness in his expression, only deep sadness and resignation.
He stood up slowly, his movements heavy with emotion.
"Let's go and meet them. I can at least make sure they are treated with some dignity, and whatever punishment will be given, I will shoulder it alongside them." The young master grabbed his jacket from the chair and placed it on himself with care. As he walked toward the door, he muttered quietly, "Thank you, Zack."
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"Grandmaster! Bad news! Queen…"
"MOVE!!"
BOOOMM!!
The door was kicked open violently, and several guards rushed inside the prestigious academy.
"Don't move, otherwise you will be dealt with in the extreme way!" the Queen's guard leader commanded with authority. "Cooperate with us and accept your crimes! I will call names one by one...when called, leave the room with the guards immediately!"
The Queen's guard leader began reading names from a list. One by one, respected teachers and administrators were escorted out by armed guards, their faces showing varying degrees of shock, shame, and resignation.
Finally, only one man remained in the grand hall…..the informant who had provided all the evidence.
"Queen's guards taking care of well-respected grandmasters... Will the sun rise from another direction tomorrow?" the remaining teacher asked sarcastically while looking toward Queen Palace in the distance.
"Maybe it will," the Queen's guard leader replied honestly. Then his tone softened slightly. "Thank you for all the evidence and names you provided. You still have to come with us for further investigation and to give official testimony."
"Hmm, fine. Let's go. My work here is done." The teacher paused, his expression turning sad. "I hope those kids aren't cursing me right now...I hope they can rest well knowing the truth."
The teacher smiled sadly and went away with the guards, leaving the once-prestigious academy room completely empty and silent.
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BOOOMM
"SEIZE ALL THE MATERIALS HERE! LEAVE NOTHING!" A guard leader stormed into a dark basement hideout and began confiscating illegal goods.
Some criminals tried to attack the guards, but they were dealt with using extreme precision….disarmed and subdued within seconds.
"Your boss has been charged with black-market trafficking of restricted materials! All of you are under arrest!" the guard leader announced loudly. "Until your boss has been captured, you will all remain under our jurisdiction. Tell us everything if you want to live and receive lighter sentences!"
The criminals looked at each other, then slowly began talking, trying to save themselves.
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TAAK TAAAK
A guard knocked on a wooden old door. The paint was peeling, and the wood was rotting from years of neglect.
KKRRRRR
The door opened slowly.
"Yes?" A pale, tired-looking woman appeared, her face gaunt from stress and poor nutrition.
"Miss, the factory owner has been arrested. We would like to get your statement regarding your Husband ordeal," the guard spoke gently, recognizing her fragile state. "If possible, you need to come with us to give official testimony."
"Huh? So fast?!" The woman's eyes widened in shock. Then suddenly, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground.
"WHAT?! MY SON GOT JUSTICE?!" suddenly an old voice cried out from inside, her voice breaking. "IS THAT TRUE?! WILL HE FACE THE CHARGES FOR WHAT HE DID?!"
Suddenly, an old woman, the collapsed woman's mother-in-law, came rushing outside. She grabbed the guard's arm with sudden strength and asked breathlessly, "Is it true? Will he pay for killing my son?"
The guard spoke politely but firmly, "Yes, Grandmother. He will face justice, along with several other people involved in the crime."
"OH, THANK GOD! THANK GOD! FINALLY!" The old woman's face crumpled, and she began crying tears of relief. "THANK YOU, QUEEN! THANK YOU, PRINCESS! THANK YOU!"
She looked up at the guard with gratitude shining in her eyes. "MY DAUGHTER TOLD ME HOW YOU WERE TAKING PEOPLE'S SUGGESTIONS AND PROBLEMS AT THE MEETING!! I DIDN'T EXPECT ANYONE WOULD DO ANYTHING ABOUT OUR CASE! BUT NOW I... WE... ALL OF US HAVE FULL SUPPORT FOR PRINCESS!"
The old woman thanked the guards profusely as they helped her daughter stand up. Together, they went to give their testimony and ensure that person would be punished appropriately.
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"Little Princess, several areas are proceeding smoothly, but we have encountered heavy resistance in one zone! Requesting immediate backup!"
A guard flew up on his board and reported to Little Princess, who stood perfectly straight on her own board. She was positioned in the middle of the space between three rock districts, overlooking the distant rocks from her vantage point. From here, she could faintly hear the distant cries of both happiness and sadness echoing across the city.
She wore full, tight, sleek, shining armor that caught the fading sunlight. Only her sharp, determined eyes could be seen through the visor. Her hand gripped a sharp, long, flexible pointed sword that gleamed with deadly beauty. Behind her, numerous troops stood in perfect formation, awaiting orders.
She turned around to face her assembled forces.
"The fastest on their feet combined with those good at long-range weapons from 5th Battalion, GO!" she commanded with crisp authority.
WHOOOOSHH
WOOOSHHH
WHOOSSH
Several figures zoomed away at incredible speed, their boards leaving trails of light behind them.
"Little Princess, Sir Lewis is asking for more support! He says his head is hurting from checking all the business papers from various shops in the 5th Rock District!"
TWITCH TWITCH!
Little Princess's eye twitched beneath her helmet.
"Fine! Those who are good with paperwork and accounting from 10th Battalion, go!" she ordered with slightly less patience.
WHOOSH
WHOOSHH
Some figures slowly floated away toward the 5th Rock District to provide administrative support.
"Princess, Sir Alfie is going crazy at 4th Rock! He says he alone is enough to catch everyone hiding in a basement, and he's refusing all backup! What should we do?!"
TWITCH TWITCH!
Little Princess pinched the bridge of her nose through her helmet.
"Just leave him alone and redirect his assigned troops to other areas that actually need help!" she commanded, knowing Alfie's stubborn nature well.
"Little Princess! There has been an outrage in 3rd Rock! The people are trying to kill a shop owner they caught exploiting them!"
Little Princess's mind worked quickly, analyzing the situation.
"Guide the culprit to more congested public areas where he can be protected! From 7th Battalion shield specialists GO and hold the crowd back from lynching him!!!!!" She thought for a moment more. "Ask a trusted person from that area to calm the people down!!!!..... Say it's a direct order from Leader Vali and Miss Laoise that he will face proper justice, so no need to chase him down, if they did that… then many more crimes will not get revealed!!!!!"
WHOOSHH!
WHOOSH!
More troops departed immediately.
"Little Princess! More assignments from Queen Palace are coming in!"
"Sort them out from closest area to farthest location, then have 1st Battalion personnel choose assignments one by one and report the details to me!" she ordered efficiently.
"YES, LITTLE PRINCESS!"
After the guard flew away to carry out her orders, Little Princess allowed herself a private moment. She looked toward 2nd rock in the distance and thought of her sister.
"Big Sister, I hope you are doing okay" she thought with determination. "I can now stand beside you as an equal….. I have found my own way to serve our people. I am not a diplomatic princess like you, but... I will definitely affect the lives of many people in a good way through my own chosen ROAD!!!!"
Little Princess clenched her fist in renewed resolve as she continued to deal with the constant stream of problems, coordinating her forces like a master commander.
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Back at the plaza, Zack was surrounded by a different kind of challenge.
"Master Zack, what you did was amazing! I always felt the people of that house were weird and corrupt. Thank you for putting them in jail," a Crown district lady spoke to Zack as he found himself surrounded by well-dressed women at the front of the circular stage.
"Thank you for your kind words, Miss," Zack replied graciously. "But can you ladies please come forward? If you surround me like this, I can't see your beautiful faces properly."
Zack gentlemanly gestured for them to stand in front of him instead of crowding around.
The ladies giggled happily at the compliment and repositioned themselves as requested, preening slightly.
"Master Zack, how much longer will this meeting go on? We are really tired," another Crown lady spoke up with honesty. "The sun is going to set now, and we haven't had any rest since morning."
"Sorry, we are near the end. Don't worry, just a little bit more to wrap everything up," Zack assured them kindly. "Thank you for your patience, Ma'am."
Zack bowed slightly in appreciation. The ladies shook their heads, saying it was not a problem, charmed by his respectful demeanor.
"Master Zack, we are happy that things are changing for the better," a Crown lady smiled sweetly at him. "I don't know how it will turn out, but I am looking forward to seeing what you accomplish."
Zack nodded warmly and indulged them in small talk, answering their questions about the new system with patience and charm.
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Subordinate Woman watched this interaction from her position on the stage while discussing logistical matters with Queen Mother. She frowned deeply as she observed the Crown ladies gravitating toward Zack.
She was about to march over to him when Rugged Woman suddenly held her hand firmly, stopping her.
"Don't go," Rugged Woman said seriously, her voice low. "Being too protective is not good for a relationship. I have seen many men become frustrated because their women are way too controlling and possessive. Don't become like those insecure women."
Queen Mother nodded in agreement while smiling knowingly.
"But they!!" Subordinate Woman protested, watching as some women deliberately got closer to Zack and showed off their figures, leaning forward to give him better views of their cleavage.
Rugged Woman smiled with complete confidence. "Do you think Boss keeps us at his side just because he is lustful and wants to collect beautiful women?"
She gestured toward the crowd. "If you even lift your skirt a little bit right now, most of the men here would come running to you, saying they love you more than anything in the world while promising you all the riches." Her voice grew more serious. "But Boss never gave us any inappropriate looks despite us gotten.. COUGH COUGH….. and you also know that I have tried many times to seduce him but he didn't even touch a single hair on our heads….
Rugged Woman's eyes softened with affection. "He accepted us to stay by his side because of our respect and care for him. We are genuine in our feelings, and he values that more than physical beauty. Trust Boss the same way he trusts us with everything, we can't receive Boss good things while give him our bad things, it has to go both ways otherwise....Just believe in him."
Rugged Woman hugged Subordinate Woman from behind and kissed her neck gently.
"KYYAA!" Subordinate Woman's face turned bright red, but she nodded in understanding.
"Good job," Queen Mother patted Rugged Woman's head approvingly before they all continued their discussion about more work assignments.
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Later, as the sun began its final descent, Zack sat exhausted on the stairs leading up to the stage.
"Huff... huff... agh..." His breathing was labored, and sweat dripped down his face.
"Boss, are you okay? Can you go on?" Rugged Woman appeared beside him, immediately taking out a cloth and gently wiping the sweat from his face. She adjusted the blanket wrapped around his shoulders, making sure he stayed warm despite his exertion.
"I'm fine, just taking a breather," Zack smiled tiredly, looking up at her with gratitude and a small hidden affection.
"Hmm, fine then." Rugged Woman shook her head slightly, then sat down beside him and placed her head on his shoulder comfortably.
No one said anything for several minutes. Only the sound of wind and distant voices could be heard as they overlooked the crowd of busy people still running here and there, working to transform their city.
After quite a while, Zack took a deep breath and stood up with Rugged Woman's help. Together, they walked back to the center stage where Queen Mother and Subordinate Woman were waiting.
He had more work to do. The transformation of Eirs was far from complete…
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Author Blabbering
If you are going to your hometown then what would you prefer Train or Plane??? ( International people.... I think swimming is best for you )
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