I have never feared the storm
Sah chuckled when the young Ancient abandoned his driftwood to handle the stones. Taking a page in the teen's book, the Abandoned headed towards the cut driftwood. Sorting it out into a dozen so that each fire pit was eagerly covered, he made separate stacks. From there he used his telekinesis to carry each stack as a whole and place it next to its corresponding fire pit. Perhaps magic was a way to cheat out of manual labor, but it was truly efficient at times.
Once he was done Sah stood back and made sure that each stack was secure and not at risk of falling apart.
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Sah stacks driftwood!
Once he was done Sah stood back and made sure that each stack was secure and not at risk of falling apart.
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Sah stacks driftwood!
Sah
