Lis thought for a moment, then got up and left the camp, heading to a tall sand dune in the distance.
Here, the members of the caravan couldn't see what was happening with Lis anymore.
Lis caressed the brass ring on his hand, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from where he stood.
A familiar dizziness struck him, as if he had experienced a teleportation, and Lis appeared in the room he had been observing earlier.
"I really didn't expect Matt to be able to fix such a space within a ring; it's truly magical."
"Is this the ability of a master craftsman?"
Lis felt a bit sentimental as he walked into this dwarven study, immediately sensing a unique atmosphere.
The room's layout was compact and practical, with every detail reflecting considerations for the dwarves' stature.
The height of the desk and bookshelves was noticeably lower than standard size, allowing dwarves to easily access books and work comfortably at the desk.
