Chapter 39: info gathering
The Medlanta bar was one of the best bars in all of the city, usually occupied by many customers and brewing the best wine, usual choked up with employees.
"Until that bastard came here!" A old beefy man slammed the side if his fist into the counter angrily as he thought through the injustice done to his business.
A day ago after the clearing of a room Skylar and other fighters had come to celebrate there but after a small show if respect taken as disrespect Skylar had destroyed his entire organization.
'Just by calling him a young boy! Tch! How an I supposed to know that bastard was freaking sensitive?!'
He dropped the cup of awe he had been drinking for a while now after emptying it, "now the only customers i have are rats and cockroaches, what great company."
Creak!
The bartender held himself as the doors swing open, he took his time to take it in glad to see a customer finally came.
