MINA
I thought Montrose was beautiful after the rehabilitation. Years of corruption had led to its demise, and I forgot how beautiful our place was.
However, standing before Fenra, I realized that I had spoken too soon.
Montrose was far behind in terms of beauty.
The moment we stepped out onto the docks, I felt like I was transported to a different dimension. We had the same variant of trees, I recognized. However, it seemed a lot more lush than what we had back home.
Was it the soil?
Probably.
Along with its overwhelming beauty, there was another thing that was glaringly obvious.
“Alpha Elias!” a man greeted, bowing to him.
“You’re back?” a woman asked, saluting. “You have a lot of work left to do here, too.”
“I know,” Elias sighed. “You just have to help me
