Five days had passed since their battle with the pirate crew and Rotaka's group couldn't be in a worse spirit.
They had arrived yesterday, returned all the surviving gladiators, and paid extra for the few that died, including Mares, or at least they believed so.
Vioretta hadn't gotten out of her bed since yesterday. Weishiro dumped into more work, trying to not think. Blauao on the other hand drunk to deal with it.
Grunidori went into a state of meditation and still had to get out of it. And Rotaka stayed in the control area, not having to get out since yesterday.
"I see... Are you alright?"
The voice of an older man sounded, asking about his condition.
"Father, I... I am so sorry..."
The red-haired replied, barely holding his tears back. He had contacted his father to update him and talk about Felsen's situation, or better saying, the fact that they believed she was dead.
