"They are building unity."
Lavinia spoke with a solemn look on her face as she stared at Kael.
"Yes."
Cirri nodded at those words.
"And not just with words."
She spoke as she once again waved her paw. The illustration she created turned into cloud again before shifting, this time, the valley changed to long rows of wagons covered in thick sheets of canvas. Cirri's ember eyes shined and the covers were removed, revealing piles of grain, fruit, salted meat, and vegetables—all fresh.
"Food."
The Dragon began.
"So much food that these people could have multiple feasts and still have leftovers. The quantity… it shouldn't be less than what Imperia's Ants produced."
Kael raised his eyebrow at those words.
More than the Ants?
The amount those Ants produced was quite high; to move more food than that… Kael found it odd.
Even if Drakthar was helping them…
More than help, this looked like… spoiling.
It felt… somewhat foolish.
They were making it too obvious.
