Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

Fox, Goblin, Clown, Queen, Stag Antlers, Crescent Moon.

And me. The seven members who had maintained the Round Table for so long now had new company.

"Oh, you're Lion? Nice to meet you!"

A Wolf mask with a boisterous voice.

"..."

A black mask with no distinguishing features.

"Hello..."

And a Butterfly mask with a youthful voice.

As I looked around, Fox helpfully explained the situation.

"Wolf was a member before you joined, Lion."

"Haha! I've been busy since the Master disappeared, but I finally remembered this place."

"Pfft, I thought you were dead. You're surprisingly resilient."