Semohr was a city in the wilderness. The stone buildings were so towering that they blocked the sun and cast a dark shadow everywhere.
Streets were so wide that a small village could fit in it, and so long that a small city of humans could be instilled there.
Each building, each floor, each street, and each place… they were huge enough to defy common sense.
Giants in plain cotton clothes roamed around these places as if it were the medieval times of Earth and they were the working class.
Mayzin was on Lith's back and sound asleep. No amount of noise was enough to wake her up, and Lith's movements weren't causing her any problems either.
A day had passed by now and five days were remaining for the court trial of Gunther's side.
The clock was ticking and Lith wasn't dilly-dallying but on his way to a certain artifact shop in the city to get things done.
