Laughter pierced through the silence that lingered in the sleeping place of the 25th Battalion.
Charlotte was naturally the source as she belly laughed with her arms wrapped around her stomach.
It took several minutes before she recovered, her previous angered state all but gone, replaced by a more jovial tone.
Still chuckling lightly, she met eyes with Damian who was still laying on the floor with a hole in his stomach.
"... Did I say something funny, Commander?" Damian couldn't help but ask after having to watch her mock him for five minutes straight.
He considered the chances of killing Charlotte if he jumped her but quickly swept the thought away.
Even though she just woke up, the fact that she was able to toss him around like a ragdoll showed that she was still a force to be reckoned with.
And that's not even mentioning the 12 Knights that remained stiff as statues behind her.
Damian understood where the red-armored knights got their tendencies from.
