"I'm honestly surprised you're coming," Faust said, watching the last goblins being slaughtered.
Nirvana turned to Faust with a confused look. "Why wouldn't we?"
The intermission was near. The fighters and frontline dropped on their backsides where the fight had finally ended. Blood and sweat dripped from their armors. People trooped from the walls with bottles of water and sandwiches.
With a sandwich in hand Faust didn't feel the need to talk as much. But he turned to Nirvana's friends sitting around them. Lazy Zen was sending him hateful looks. Spider kept her eyes on the gate. Her tattered clothes repaired slowly. Thalia and Greg argued about how Void eaters flew.
"I thought Zen would be too busy with his job taking naps," Faust shrugged.
Zen glared harder. "You say that like it's a bad thing."
