Somewhere in the Western Continent belonging to the Gunnar Federation…
Erinys hummed as she walked towards a clearing carrying a basket in her hand.
As she drew near her destination, the sound of wood getting chopped reached her ears.
A few minutes later, he saw a Half-Elf cutting piles of firewood, with an axe in his hands. The red-headed teenager was so focused on what he was doing that he didn't notice Erinys arriving in the clearing.
The little Half-ling looked at Wiliam's sweat-stained body, which carried no imperfections, and smiled.
The black obsidian gem that was embedded on his chest was no more, and was replaced by a white gem that was as dazzling as white sapphire.
"Will, I brought you your lunch!" Erinys said as she walked towards the Half-Elf who had just finished cutting the wood that was placed on top of a wooden log.
"You came at a good time, Erinys," William replied. "I am starving."
