The dining hall went still.
Everyone froze the moment that heavy voice rolled across the room. The laughter from Emili and Max, loud and reckless just a second ago, evaporated.
Even Sezel stopped mid-way, palms still pressed to the velvet table.
In silence, he carefully lowered himself back into his chair like nothing had happened.
Then the voice spoke again, cheerful and friendly this time.
"Okay the food's here."
Sezel squinted, finally the long awaited meal. That actually sounded… wonderful.
A figure emerged, pushing a large serving trolley with the elegance of a seasoned butler. Four bowls clinked faintly atop it, steam curling lazily from the meals within.
That was the supreme delicacy of the Spirit Realm - Monster meat.
Sezel's lips twisted. Ugh. That again.
Monster meat wasn't bad, technically. In fact, it was the only reliable food source here.
