There were some bowls with food already prepared on the table. However, it was cold already, but not rotten.
"That must be… I think, before those seven other people came to us, underground. Before they went to the underground to end up fighting that magician, they must have been eating still. Perhaps the sound of the loud explosions had forced them to check what's going on inside the underground town immediately." Was my hypothesis, which I told my followers while I looked at the barely eaten food on the tables.
"That seems plausible." Dorathee, who was right next to me, uttered.
"Hey leader! Can I eat that?" Dave, the boy, spoke with a loud voice that displayed his excitement for food all too well.
"Sure." I replied. "If you're willing to share, share some with others that want to eat as well."
