The assembly shifted to the open yard behind the municipal registry, where the colossal visitor could rest without putting the town on public display.
Marrick dragged an ordinary seat across the grass, but the pine frame splintered instantly the moment her immense palm tested its load.
Ferra hurried to her forge carts, returning with reinforced beams she personally tested with a sledge before approving the seating.
The colossal mother sat upon the reinforced timbers, resting her vast forearms over her knees while morning sunlight filtered through the pine needles.
Young Ash sat between Hajin's knee and the custodian's glowing wrist, firmly refusing to favor one side over the other.
Hans maintained a quiet perimeter along the outer fence, leaning upon his spear while keeping curious townsfolk well away from the yard.
Up on the registry roof, Juna watched the surrounding ridgeline with her broadsword resting sheathed across her armored thighs.
