Morning came and our bored gamer was not welcomed by the usual peace and quiet.
"Prince Ronan!"
"Prince Ronan!"
"Prince Ronan!"
"PRINCE!"
"PRINCE!"
"PRINCE!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!" There was a chorus of sorrowful voices and loud knocking on the door. It was obvious that something very bad happened at this time.
"SIGH!"
"What a great way to wake up." Clark took a deep breath and got up quickly to meet his unwanted visitors. This was the price of being infamous after all.
"What is it, Alfred? What's wrong with these people?" Our good gamer asked the moment he saw the old and familiar face of Alfred.
He did not know anybody else around him aside from this only acquaintance in the town last night.
There were maybe more than a hundred souls at this time and what was more eye-catching was a certain family who bawled for justice and more.
"HELP US, PRINCE RONAN!"