"Two towers left and there's no more breakout," Rozan said as he was chilling on the balcony and stared at the morning sky with Gunnar. "Isn't it great? That everything is going to be over soon?" Rozan turned around to look at Gunnar.
Gunnar was staring blankly at the sunrise through the gap in the railing. He didn't say anything while holding a beer bottle.
"What's wrong? Why is it that everyone starting to be gloomy now?" Rozan asked as he sat down next to Gunnar and judgingly stared at him.
"I'm not being gloomy, I just admire the sunrise, that's all. We have been through a lot, we died, and we came back to life. I'm just reminiscing the past," Gunnar answered and then took a sip of the beer. "Our hard work is paid off, and our victory is guaranteed thanks to the boss who picked us," Gunnar sighed with relief as he leaned his back on the chair.
