"Kid, you're alive."
"It was like going in a bath. Why were you so scared?" I raised my hand and showed off the new tattoo that still hurt like a bitch.
"Oh, that's quite the clear brand. You must have contracted a strong system."
I nodded and the receptionist started leading me out of the passageway and back to the hall of the guild.
The few adventurers who had cheered me on waved at me and said some words of congratulations. Just how many people had died in there?
[Quite a few. Alfheim deems inherently evil people as unworthy and sends out the faes to end them.]
I stopped in my tracks.
A strange window had appeared in front of me. The golden words etched on it were followed by a sweet, harmonious voice narrating it.
The receptionist didn't notice me and went behind the counter while I tried too push my hands through the window.
The few adventurers looked at me and laughed. When I pointed at it and turned to them, the shook their heads.
No one else could see it?
