"Mm, alright." Victor amiably agreed. One of his comrades, who had been quiet since earlier, took a seat for him to sit while the rest were standing.
Lucien stared at each of their faces. He recalled seeing them on that live video feed he and Aiden watched on the first floor.
Victor's eyes swept to Misha.
"Can you fill me in on what happened with you and Sir Dan on the third floor?"
Misha rubbed his left eye using his right palm and said, somewhat bored.
"Like what I wrote on the report, me and Sir Dan were on our way to the third floor when we saw that a dark miasma filled the entire area with demonic energy. We hurriedly responded and saw that every member of the Player's Association was lying on the ground, unconscious. We checked their condition and verified they were still breathing. There wasn't a trace of external injury, so I conclude they were knocked out on purpose."
