As they passed, Colin saw a few Gnomes dressed as Druids standing around, watching the Constructs chop down trees.
Admittedly, a group of Druids watching Constructs cut down trees was a peculiar sight.
"That city looked so clean inside. Why is it like this as soon as you step out?" Dorn said as he walked briskly to the side and scraped the mud from his boots on a tree root.
Colin bent down, picked up a branch, and cleaned the mud from his own soles as he walked. "If you were hoping to see some kind of Construct town on this trip, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. The area east of Holy Tear City is pretty much the same as the Weston Clan's territory."
"Why is that?" Orelia asked.
"That's a long story."
"That's fine. We have plenty of time to listen, Colin," Ale said.
