Ready for battle, the moment they stepped into the bathroom, Roland and Minerva were swept with surprise, which soon reached a recently awakened Michelle. In less than a second, the nausea coursed through their bodies, as if a hundred bugs were crawling in their stomachs.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you that you shouldn't disturb someone while they're dining, young sir?"
Azdahak overlooked them from the platform of the second floor of the bathroom, condescendingly peering at the speechless trio.
The bathroom was a mess, covered in broken bricks, shattered tiles and… bodies.
The previous fight between the knighthood and the crocodiles had caused considerable damage, but the knighthood assisted by Wyvern hadn't suffered any casualties. But now the place was littered with the tragic remains of knights, with markings of wounds that beasts couldn't inflict, and even traces of magic attacks.
It was as if there had been --
"Infighting?"
