A gust of wind blew past.
On the walls of Iron Wall Castle, the banners snapped and fluttered in the wind.
The porcupine stitched onto the flag seemed to come alive, twitching and running with the wind.
Leech, on horseback, glanced back. A contingent of Soldiers and a convoy of carriages followed him.
He had to make a trip back to Porcupine Territory. After all, he had been away for over a month, and there were resources to be exchanged.
Iron Wall Castle was now more or less on the right track. Construction was the main priority, so no major issues were likely to arise in the short term.
'Connecting the cliffside coast to Iron Wall Castle is urgent. If there's no other way, I'll just have to get Betty to prepare more explosives.'
Blasting a road into existence was better than having no road at all.
