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"Indeed, it’s very logical,"

"The powerful witch used the Miniaturization Magic on this mechanical clock, immersing it in potent black magic, creating in essence, a magic domain," she said.

"Then she would need some servants to carry the Dragon’s Tooth into the heart of the clock and guard it for generations."

The Old Witch shook her head, inhaling sharply, "So she chose some humans to enter this clock. The Miniaturization Magic shrank them too."

"They are both male and female, able to reproduce here for generations."

"If the Ambros plains are the breeding ground for humans of normal size, then this clock is the land of these little people."

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"I guess there must also be an unlimited supply of bread and water hidden inside for the little ones. Considering their size, that would not be hard to do."

Ivita responded, "But having that many humans live in this clock for so long feels a bit cruel. But that’s not my business, the question is, was the witch truly just an Advanced Level Witch?"

"Temporary shrinking isn’t hard, but maintaining the magic to keep these many humans miniaturised, and even making them accustomed to it, is."