Before the Beowolves left Oliran, the group was chatting amiably as they ate. Abel, Jin, and Adriel were taking turns talking about the Beowolve's first battle at Black Hammer, demonic beast tides on their journey to Alfheim, and finally, the battle of Shivan.
"HAHAHAHAHA, you went up a dragon's ass? HAHAHA! HAHAHA! Zombie, you found your calling; you can be a professional shit cleaner for the Elven dragons! Hahaha! F*ck! The captain is one insane bastard!"
As the white-haired vulture bellowed while wiping tears from his eyes, all the tension in his body was released as he laughed at the adventures of his squad mates. The others were just as well laughing with him, all except two. Claude called Cain outside as he had private matters to discuss.
"Captain, why did you lie to Abel when he asked about the voices?"
