The sun was high up and the vicinity around Woodrill Lake was warm and humid. Luis and his entourage of moon elves are making rounds around the field, watching the hardworking moon elves make their houses with the help of their elemental powers. Luis talks about what happened in the past week.
Down from A to Z.
The clear, confident and amiable voice of the moon elf lord travels with the slightly cool breeze of the wind. Maybe it's the friendly way of talking by the moon elf lord or the chill that the wind brings, the newcomers from the Metal Clans are at ease.
"It's amazing…" one of the middle-aged males uttered in a daze. It was evident that there is no bragging in the words and the moon elf lord is just saying facts but playing the events in their imagination simply made them tongue-tied.
Logan looked at his arms. As the patriarch of one of the metal clans, he has considerable knowledge and experience so most things do not surprise him.
