The goblin kingdom was thriving, and the borders of their capital, the city, continued to expand with rapid development. With the demons officially part of the kingdom, their contributions were swift and significant.
The transformation of the demon lands was nothing short of remarkable. What had once been a barren wasteland plagued by famine and despair now blossomed with life. Fertile fields stretched across the horizon, dotted with farmers from all races working together.
Trade routes thrived, with caravans traveling to and from the demon territories carrying goods.
Lance rode through the transformed demon lands on horseback, flanked by Veyrath. He marveled at the progress made in such a short time.
"It's incredible," Lance said, his golden eyes scanning the bustling fields. "Your people have adapted faster than I could have hoped, Veyrath."