"Okay, don't worry about it," she said soothingly to him, as they continued their conversation. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and it was the manager, bringing them breakfast. They sat down at the table, enjoying the meal together and making small talk, relishing the opportunity to reconcile. When they finished, they left the house with a sense of relief and contentment.
The barracks was abuzz with activity, as the minions that had sustained injuries in the previous battle were now back in fighting form, eager to prove their worth. All the minions were assembled on the training grounds, except for the intelligence variants, who were different from the others. They possessed a unique quality, walking around and completing tasks on their own, much like humans.
