There were over a hundred people, and they were still bickering. Some seemed quite irritated by the look of their faces.
The good part was they never went beyond exchanging words, or else there would be a pandemonium.
Krassu and Urien were standing in the front, motionless and expressionless.
The noise made Mag frown. Squabbling online was nothing compared to this.
There were magic casters, demons, knights, and orcs. If they started fighting, it would be a disaster.
Maybe I should set up a ring for them to settle their disputes. Mag turned to look at his daughter who was waiting expectantly. At least Amy would like that.
The noise of bickering dwindled. The reason they started quarrelling in the first place was because it was boring waiting in the line. They stopped now that the restaurant was open.
Perhaps they would start again after they tried the food and collected enough evidence to back up their opinions.
