2 days later.
Jalan was sitting along with his friends on a tree, while munching on some sweet snacks that his mother had made.
The one beside him tried to snatch one of them from his pocket, but Jalan expertly caught his hand and bent it backward, saying, "I told you you would regret not sharing before."
This made the kid grumble and fold his hands, while the others laughed a bit before once again focusing their attention on the gathering that was going on a few hundred meters away from them.
Their parents were all standing around a very large tree, in the forest near their village, that had been designated as the place where important meetings would take place.
Right now, the Mayor, who was an old man with greying hair and a bent back, was speaking with the help of a loudspeaker trinket that was exclusively available to those in power.
