After a long series of events, we finally returned to the inn, but the situation was a disaster.

One side of the inn had been reduced to rubble, looking like neatly cut fruit cubes, all thanks to the havoc wreaked by the Reaper. To make matters worse, it was a stormy night, turning the place into a complete mess.

The innkeeper, a rhino beastman, sat on the floor in disbelief, having been awoken by the commotion.

As soon as he saw me enter the inn, his eyes locked onto mine. He stomped towards me, his horn lowered in a threatening …