Today was indeed a great day to be open for business! From the outside, the top floor of the Lobb Oscar hotel was like a huge, flaming torch, casting light upon the cloudy skies. The reason for it to be so was that not long after the conflagration, a rain battered down from the sky, causing the flames to dwindle until only pungent wisps of smoke were left.
Lobble Alfa Morisette had never been in such a disheveled state since the day he was born! Just look at him, his outer clothes still had sporadic flames, his trousers had quite a few holes and he appeared to only be wearing one show, without an idea as to where the other of the pair had gone. Evidently, it was His Elder Highness’ first time of charging into the scene of a fire; he was like a madman, beating the roaring blaze. When Oscar attempted to drag him away from the scene, the elder Prince actually rebuked him with curses.
