The tour ended at two massive doors. The Head Servant pushed them open, revealing the Grand Dining Hall.
The room was larger than any village square Gin had ever seen. Long tables groaned under the weight of roasted meats, exotic fruits, and jugs of honeyed milk. There were no hunters here. There was no mud. Everything was clean, perfect, and silent.
The servant gestured with a rigid hand toward the food.
"Take what you need. Find a seat anywhere you like. Eat until you are full. A thin womb is a useless womb."
With that, she turned and departed, leaving them alone among the overflowing tables and the quiet, immaculate grandeur of the hall.
Shuna's eyes widened, the pink strands of her hair practically vibrating with excitement.
"Gin, look! We don't have to track the dao deer or a bomb boar. We don't have to skin their hide or fight the rain to start a fire. It's all... just here."
She grabbed a silver tray and began piling it high with thick cuts of meat and golden bread.
