Chapter 44: What The Hell Is That?
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The sound of stone against earth echoed in the clearing.
Isabella observed the men’s technique, occasionally stepping in to correct their approach.
"Don’t just hit the same spot over and over," she instructed, demonstrating with a stick. "Angle it like this—spread the impact. It’ll break apart faster."
As she spoke she was starting to wonder how she knew all these things. Maybe she had this gift for a long time and was only discovering it?
Yes that must be it, she thought with a smile and then Bubu came to her mind which made her pout.
And later that stupid system will dare bully her? Humph.
One of the men hesitated but tried her suggestion. His eyes widened when the soil gave way quicker.
"...Huh."
Isabella smirked, arms crossed. "Told you."
Encouraged, the others followed suit, hacking at the ground with more precision, using the sharp-edged stones to chip away at the compact dirt. The process sped up noticeably, their grunts of effort mixing with the rhythmic clink-clink of primitive tools meeting the earth.