“Ah... finally, I feel alive again...”

Olien lay sprawled on the bed, his face buried in the pillow. Deneb did the same.

Kyle, having passed out earlier, was now snoring loudly, completely lost to the world.

Ghislain hadn’t booked multiple rooms at the inn. Instead, he rented a single large room where everyone could stay together.

Deneb glanced at Ghislain and asked cautiously,
“It’s been a while since we had a proper rest. Couldn’t we at least get separate rooms?”
“No.”
“But we have plenty of money right now!”
“Your behavior has been suspicious lately.”
…