"I've never seen so many builds in one place alone..", Seijurou gasped as his dark brown irises shrunk with his eyes going full circle. His jaw hung from his head upon opening the double doors of Wide Island's guild hall.
There were about a hundred patrons of different classes inside the confines of the hall. Almost all tables were occupied by various groups of adventurers, sharing their stories from their recent exploits. While some enjoyed their time drinking with larger parties, some preferred a sweet quiet time alone. However, the certain atmosphere the guild projected was the merry tradition of spending everyone's earnings through wasting away with alcohol.
"Hah? You've never seen a guild before, otaku-san?..", asked Jax teasingly, hiding his obvious awestruck expression his smaller teammate and him had earlier.
Chizuru stared at her Norse armor-clad teammate skeptically. "You were as stunned as we are, stupid ape.."