Aurora stood up. Her eyes were as indifferent as ever.
"Submission?"
Mac smiled. "Yes. As you may know, the Whitow Village is the largest village in all the wasteland. We have many villages under our control. Many men. Many powerful ice touched villagers. We have two hubdred and more Rank-2 beings."
Whitow actually only had more than 100 but Mac doubted that these peasants would know the difference.
Aurora stepped down the stairs and approached Mac. She walked slowly with authority. Mac's confidence wavered just because of her unchanged expression.
He stepped back instinctively. "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" Aurora said. "Walk with me, Mac of Whitow."
The two of them left the iced structure. Aurora and the ambassador walked among the Frine Villagers, the people that were busy running around working, hoping for a better tomorrow.
They stopped at the training facility. Where men and women of the Frine Village worked out in very minimal clothing.
