Atha was practicing archery, Bog next to him with a bow of his own. He could see the five members of the Try Hard Party doing their walking in place ritual. In front of the faucet outside because it was their habit to do so in front of faucets, apparently.
He could hear them laughing and joking around. They had told him everything about the surprise battle evaluation. How they had been top dogs for seconds, and then even managed to focus on the SS rank healer, Valerie, enough to make her yield. By attacking her together, from all sides.
But then, their guild master, Alklair, had summoned golems made of light that were wickedly fast and small. The golems had played with the five adventurers. Tapping their vital spots and yelling dead each time.