The sky was blue and pale.
There was not a single cloud roaming above.
A small collective of people stood by a huge dominating concrete stage.
Julius groaned as he stood before Gronos alongside half the gang of Vibra. Ricky was hiding behind the group weakly.
Savel seemed to still be in the process of recovery.
Gronos looked the same as always. His tanned muscles were still bulging and his grizzly white hair was almost bouncing upon his head.
"You are a fickle few today, it seems."
Gronos groomed his chin lightly.
Most of the class was still actively participating in the Dungeon Event.
Thinking of the recent Dungeon Event Julius was bummed but he merely shook it off.
There would be other times to obtain the so-called Orths.
Gronos' face lit up.
"Ah."
