The armchair was still there when Abel, K3308, K3305, Markham, and Bodley went to the top of the slope. Abel didn't know why, but he thought that it was pretty funny.
Abel said with a smile, "Hey K3308, that chair belongs to you now."
K3308 was still a bit pale, "Such pleasure! It would've been better if I had a cup of juice, though."
"Sure, sure," Abel took out a cup of chilled water spirit fruit juice from his portal bracelet, "Here, take this. It's good for you."
"Wow! I was just kidding about the juice, brother! Thanks!"
K3308 kind of just snatched the juice from Abel's hand. Most people would've made fun of him for this, but he was an injured man. Right now, Head Commander Markham and Head Commander Bodley were watching everything around them. They weren't letting their guard down at the most dangerous place in all of the Holy Continent.
