"Hello~?" Wild Tiger cooed as he pulled his head into the room. Surprisingly, no one was in here. It had been a real scene last night. He guessed after that crucible you had to get through just to make it here, many of the civilians had opted out of a second helping. Or they were just late to the party, who knew.
What he did know was that giant painting on the opposite wall hadn't been there last night. Pushing the door all the way open so his partner could get through, the former Hero brought his flashlight across the canvas to piece together just what exactly it meant.
"... Salami... with the... head of... John the Baptist. What?!" He had absolutely no clue.
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"Hello~?" Wild Tiger cooed as he pulled his head into the room. Surprisingly, no one was in here. It had been a real scene last night. He guessed after that crucible you had to get through just to make it here, many of the civilians had opted out of a second helping. Or they were just late to the party, who knew.
What he did know was that giant painting on the opposite wall hadn't been there last night. Pushing the door all the way open so his partner could get through, the former Hero brought his flashlight across the canvas to piece together just what exactly it meant.
"... Salami... with the... head of... John the Baptist. What?!" He had absolutely no clue.