Once Layn finally picked a spot where his future academy would be, things started to quicken.
Layn himself no longer looked like an archmage, but more like a foreman of a shift in some kind of shady construction company, pushing all the few people who were unlucky enough to get coaxed into this work well beyond their limits.
But that was how the situation would look to someone who wasn't aware of all the details of what transpired here and who was working on this strange project.
"Hey, put those logs on the secondary stockpile," Layn shouted when he noticed a small mistake on Antion's part. "The main one is already full!"
Not daring to protest or even whine, Antion only nodded his head before obediently carrying a huge log away.
"The first area is full?" alerted by Layn's words, Irea asked after rushing to his side.
