War slave

Valk didn't care about appearances and grabbed a pillow, an eye mask and an earplug, sleeping in a corner of the room while letting the others argue.

The air elder's golem was still standing on top of the table as if it were a statue, but it was just repeating noises of agreement every 10 minutes, the elder had probably left and left the golem on auto mode.

'I swear that if this torture doesn't end soon, I will kill all four of them.' Eirin thought and stranged at the lack of a sarcastic response. 'Brother?'

'Oh, sorry, I was sleeping. I couldn't stand this useless discussion and deleted it. What I lose?' Canan spoke while mentally yawning. They were able to sleep whenever the other took over.

'You left me alone in the middle of this torture? And you still call yourself a good brother?' Eirin said indignantly, but Canan just laughed at her grief.