The day continued and the group was enjoying their meals when a group of fast approaching auras came past through the crowd and into their direction. There was a sudden pause before a burst of black and white mist entered the restaurant.
"Elliot!" Lance was the first to barge inside the restaurant stall. He had both his swords brandished glowing with a deadly light of their colors. "Where's Elliot– oh."
"Lance?" Elliot stood from his seat and walked to him. "What happened? Why are you here?"
"I heard Jester bullied you," Lance said, narrowing his eyes at the clown who was waving his hands at him. "Did you bully out little Elliot, clown?"
Jester chuckled and shrugged, "Depends on what bullying is to you."
