"This is crazy..."
Zora muttered, and I nodded my head, agreeing with her words as we looked at the scenery in front of us. The whole city of the dwarves was a mix of a post-Victorian machine-like era, my eyes straining to catch everything happening around me, though my senses could easily pick it all and keep track of everything.
My gaze watched several dwarves moving around, the whole city having a dust-like vibe trying to mix with nature. Those short-headed staves were moving around in the city, mixing it up with some new arrivals here and there. Different people from the outside were mixed around with the moving dwarves.
They were easily identified from the crowd by seeing through the height difference. Petite, small-shaped, womanly dwarves were moving around with a prideful look on their faces, the teeming look of spirit filling their faces. Many dwarven women had smaller children, with their small heights and movements looking cute.
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