In a forest terrain, where everything was trees, bushes, and grass for all the eyes could see.
In the middle of such a seemingly dense forest stood a group of men and women; 84 of men, and 23 women, but among the group, the one who drew the aggro was a golden blonde haired young man, who was none other than Edwin De Youngee, who stood with his axes readied.
"You, why have you challenged us!?"
"From what I have known, none of us have offended anybody, at least as a guild, neither do you seem to have had any unpaid grudges against our guild; what is your motive!?"
"Do our guild members seem like pushovers to you?"
"What's with this nonsense?"
"Rather isn't it one of us, who should be challenging you for a death match, for having killed one of our guild members?"
"Though that guy, Bruno did wander off of a path which we delude ourselves to be the correct one, you do not have the right to execute him!"
