"Lily, you okay?" Grace asked, noticing that her face was turning red.
"Huh?" the question seemed to break Lily off her daze, forcing her to stop staring at Roran's naked torso.
"Y-yeah, I just had a little too much to drink," Lily admitted, taking another shot.
Meanwhile, Zack and Eldros had their arms locked into a stalemate, unable to beat one another in the arm-wrestling.
"Gods, is that all you have?" Roran taunted from the side with a bottle in his hand.
"For fuck's sake, shut up!" Zack roared, a vein bulging on his forehead.
Seeing that his attempt to anger him had succeeded, Roran exploded into laughter.
Suddenly, the bar shook slightly, making a bit of dust fall from the ceiling, but no one noticed it. They all were too engaged in their own little world.
But the shaking didn't stop. No, it began to grow—gradually stronger, faster, and more intense.
Grace had moved on from her conversation with Lily, wanting to see if Zack would be able to win against Eldros.
