80: Journal of the Dark Magus
Anji was speaking like he knew everything. This made Hex question if he could see the Phantom Notification, however that was not.
Hex only huffed at this fact, he wasn't drunk enough. "One more bottle!" He yelled out at the attendant.
"A refill for everyone please," Tristan corrected dropping his head to the counters wood to take a moment as he felt the urge of emptying his gut.
"So Hex, we are tired of all our lies and stupidity you keep on hiding stuff from us, we want to know what they are," Anji made this request rudely. Clearly the care of feeling in the room was starting to dissuade.
"To believe my best friends are still concerned about something that doesn't matter," Hex shook his head in disappointment.
"You always look into the air with so much meaning at times and your power rises in an inhuman way."
