"We'll check out the issue tomorrow morning and we'll make sure it's taken care of."
The waitress couldn't hold back her tears when she saw the meat on the table. She grabbed as much as she could in her arms and bowed her head. "Thank you! Thank you! Stay as long as you like, don't worry about paying. Just, please, help our small town."
She made her way to the kitchen and brought back the cook, who also thanked them and helped take what was left of the meat Jack had given away.
"Any guess as to what's going on, Jack? Most of these border towns are placed in safe zones outside of the South Forest, so hearing about such strong beasts it definitely unusual," reasoned Rydel.
"Yeah, maybe we've already found our first grindstone to sharpen ourselves," Maynard joked with them, anxious to finally let loose. It had been a while since he had just been allowed to slaughter everything in his path.
"I'm not sure but if we're lucky it could be a frenzy."
