Leon breathed a deep sigh as he plopped down against a wooden bench.
The night shift this time around appeared a bit more longer and hectic. It was never easy spending eight to nine hours slaying wild animals and Monsters alike.
While he gently massaged the side of his neck and right shoulder to relieve the little tension in the muscles, the dim shadow of a person descended over him.
Then came a husky voice
"Here."
Leon, with leisure, raised his head and gaze to meet the person. It was a middle aged man, and one of the guards who was on the same night shift as he was untill now.
The man outstretched an arm, offering Leon a piece of folded towel.
"You've worked hard." He said, complimenting Leon's earnest dedication.
Leon lingered slightly, then raised his hand to receive the towel.
"Thank you." He said with a short nod and brought the towel to his face.
