Kyrie stepped in. Lily was on the sofa, swinging her legs, as Ouro stood behind the sofa, watching over Lily like a guardian angel. Allen was on the other side of the sofa, tired and almost drowsy.
Maremalle rested her back against the sofa, a tired look in her eyes. As he entered the room, all of their eyes fell on him. Lily with urgency and worry over his bloodied and battered state. Ouro with mild interest and amusement. Maremalle with a heavy and sullen face.
And Allen with tired apathy, trying to keep himself awake despite his sleepiness. "It seems everyone… got here in one piece. Now, it is time for us to see what will be our next step." Allen groaned and fixed their posture on the sofa.
