As the battle outside continued to rage on. John and Domon were inside the Guild Hall, staring at the projection of the ongoing battle outside.
"You are really fine just standing here while your grandson risks his life out there?" John asked Domon, but his hands never stopped tweaking the control on the trained soldiers.
"His life is not really in danger. Didn't he say in this world, anyone will come back to life if they die, no?" Domon replied.
"Only the players. I mean, the ones that have come from our world," John said. "But he will lose everything he had gotten till now and will be back to level 1. In case you don't know what that means, he will be very, very weak."
"But he will still live, no? Everything is not lost as long as one still has one's life. We can work back everything we have lost."
"Very good philosophy. Very stupid, but also very good, nevertheless," John commented.