Siderius marched back to Mucktown, the place of which Snow had despised from the bottom of his soul. But that part had disappeared.
The town held no value in his soul anymore. It bore no weight to Snow or Siderius' mind. Now, it was simply an ordinary town.
Siderius returned to Mucktown with Nadia and a group of miners and builders.
He intended to rebuild the Rocky Pit into an actual respectable mining colony and also took control of Mucktown.
If he didn't, someone else would have.
The caravan had less people this time but with more carts. These carts held resources, woods, stones, ores, and food. The new group of miners would need a place to stay and food for their belly.
A miner sat at the back of a cart and sighed.
"We escaped the Rocky Pit. And now we return. I wonder if that was the right decision."
"What are you even worried about?"
"Make no mistakes. I do think Lord Snow is different from Germort. But still, that place gave me the creeps till now."
