With Felix officially appointed as the Chancellor of Surface Affairs, he now commanded over hundreds.
Humans, flying beasts, and mixed-blood followers moved under his authority, all of them newly settled on the Dune Desert Island.
The once lifeless land was changing rapidly.
After flattening the tall dunes, they were reinforced with stone and hardened sand.
Then they used wooden frames for foundations of the buildings they were about to build. Yes, wooden houses. Cement or high level Earth manipulators didn't exist at this time.
Nevertheless, they were doing whatever they could to build the City of Dunes.
Felix stood atop a rocky outcrop, arms crossed.
His sharp greeen eyes surveyed the bustling activity below.
He seemed a little dissatisfied by the speed and inefficiency.
"Alright, listen up Men!" he shouted all of a sudden, attracting everyone's attention.
