The army of Maria arrived long after the battle ended, with her hundreds of workmen and dwarves following from Utgard. She and Alan heard the loud sounds of battle from hundreds of miles away.
Thus, when they reached Utgard, they brought as many workers, masons and trained artisans as possible with them.
It felt surreal for those born in Romantica, a kingdom now lost because of greed and corruption. Vela and Asura would choose the fate of this nation. Though the surrounding kingdoms might have issues with SIlvara claiming this place as their own.
Dark skies and the scent of ash and burning flesh filled the air.
"Lord Asura, you want me and Maria to become the new stewards of Romantica!?" Alan gasped, his eyes looking at the man who was their master. He could have them do anything against their will, yet he gave them this gift.
