Mikeal allowed the citizens of Eworin land a moment of respite to fill their stomachs to the brim with the fruits from the forest.
He crafted a chair out on the open plains to sit and monitor them eating.
"My lord, you should go and eat something". Anna suggested, staying by his side.
They both watched the villagers in front plucking the fruits as they saw fit. The ones who have eaten to their fill lie down on the ground.
They had their stomach faced upward, their bodies exhausted from having their bellies overly filled. They were belching out their protruding tummies.
As for the ones who had yet to have their fill, they continued to ravage the trees to their hearts' content.
"No Anna, I am fine right here".
Mikeal was satisfied seeing them eat as much as they wanted to. They had looked so thin and malnourished, now that is not going to happen again.
