A few days passed after the announcement, and Gill was now standing like the tall person that he was in the iron mines, though this was visually exaggerated since he was surrounded by little Goblins less than half his height.
A while back, there was a team of administrators that had arrived. He and Gio had spent days orienting them on the state of the place.
However, more and more Alterran teams arrived soon after. They were to safely escort the goblins to the other two territories in preparation for the upcoming Heat Wave.
Gill looked at the goblins in curiosity, wondering why none of them had chosen to leave.
By virtue of giving people a choice—because they'd feel more inclined to help Alterra if they stayed of their own volition—the goblins were also given the choice to buy their own freedom as soon as they were able.
Go Goblins, go!
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