Since beginning to help me out with my work, she'd worked incredibly hard, but I felt, from a safety standpoint, a prosthetic arm and leg were a necessity. Fortunately, due to orders of the "singing stones", we'd managed to save up quite the amount of funds.*VYOOOOOOOOM*...We're here.*Engine idling..."Dwarven Territory" Factory Town
『Volstein』Howaaah...
Amazing...Riding on the air gaul, we reached the city of the dwarves, a race that thrived on metalworking, in around four and a half days. I had written an old friend, but since I hadn't heard back from them, we went to their orthotic shop directly, with some small amount of trepidation.
