Chapter 105: B2: C5: The Dark Era
After eating enough for a dozen men, Zarian was getting sloshed at Reiki’s dungeon coffee bar like he was at a Marine party with unlimited booze.
The place had warm red and brown tones with wooden furnishings like a tavern set near the entrance to the dungeon. There was the smell of roasted coffee, cooked food, and sweet beer in the air. It was a comforting place, perfect for cutting loose or drowning out one’s misery. He wasn’t the only one.
Gilbert drank like a fish in water. Naomi knocked back as many as Zarian. Bianca and Hannah sipped on their drinks lightly, but they were a few mugs deep.
The Light Princess was still a mess, clinging onto the nearest person with a shoulder to cry on. That was Naomi right now, but at least her psionic abilities helped calm Bianca down. Para reached over with a veiny, leathery hand to keep patting Bianca on the back.
It was evening time. They hadn’t picked up the kobold bodies outside the fort. Zarian knew that would lead to a problem, but it was easy to ignore that while inside the dungeon. He just couldn’t convince himself or anyone to care right now.
Reiki and the dungeon didn’t seem heavily affected by recent events. They kept operating as normal.
The Freedom Leaders weren’t the only ones occupying Reiki’s dungeon coffee bar. Soldiers huddled in one corner, keeping to themselves. Acolytes took another corner, keeping to themselves.
Even while on the farthest outskirts of their kingdom, the gender divide remained strong. Maybe they were naturally reverting to what felt normal after having their entire reality shattered and toyed with.
The Floridians had a section to themselves as Reiki flitted back and forth, playing barkeeper, food giver, and venerable host to the shell-shocked humans who’d died and came back to life.