Adam, dragging his feet behind him, walked down a long hallway of the safe room. The exhaustion from the endless fights came crashing down.
He was also mentally exhausted.
The torturous training session with Alastor.
The marble match with the other warlords.
There was nothing that he would've liked more than to just lay down and sleep on a soft bed.
'Right, Rawkshawn? Is that bastard here?' Adam thought. 'I don't hear screams. Maybe everyone is already dead?'
With those thoughts, he finally stepped out of the hallway and arrived at the safe room's front lounge.
Instead of chaos and panic, he saw all the new tutorial-takers spending time with their friends in the nearby cafeteria, laughing and chatting.
It was quite late, so there weren't that many around as they had gone to sleep, but it didn't look like Rawkshawn had done anything.
