"Solar went mad."
"And we can't even beat him."
"Isn't this completely hopeless...?"
Lake Lienia, Academy Gate Town, the base of the Skyrim Strategy Group.
Luluwo and the others sat listlessly around the hall, all looking like they had black lines over their heads, with clouds so thick above them that a rainstorm could start at any moment.
Everyone had a pained expression as if they had swallowed Fran Fort whole, each one sitting there with furrowed brows, not saying a word.
Thanks to them, the entire atmosphere of the Skyrim Strategy Group's base was weighed down, and anyone approaching could feel the misfortune.
The other members, unsure of what they had encountered, didn't dare to approach and start a conversation. They could only watch from a distance, whispering, "What's happened to them, and why does even Captain Luluwo seem depressed?"
"It must be something from the Dungeon, but I can't imagine what could affect her."
