–A little while ago–
"Phew…man am I tired."
Denzel and his little group just came out of a dungeon, although they haven't cleared it.
"This thicket ranked dungeon needs more work than I expected. At least we got ourselves some loot to trade."
As they exchange some words, Denzel can be seen looking down with his fist closed as if he's deeply thinking about something. One of his members noticed it, and so he was consoled–
"Leader, don't be so down, as I said, we'll make it somehow, just give it time."
Denzel looks at his member and smiles. As far as he's concerned, he thinks he's the weak link of their group. Despite being a leader, he thinks that he does not do much to contribute to their lineup, or rather, what he's doing is still not enough to be called a leader of a guild.
"I think I just…well, I need some more motivation, that's all. Anyway, let's head back."
