Dinner after a traumatizing boss battle was… weirdly calm.
Not happy. Not heavy either. Just that strange middle ground where everyone was chewing slowly and pretending their brains weren't replaying nightmare fuel from an hour ago.
Some of us made it past the trauma.
Some of us stomped over it like it was just another mob.
And some of us were absolutely still living in it.
Which meant I had to step in.
Because if no one talked, this was going to turn into Silent Emotional Breakdown: The Sequel.
And I, Eunji Kang. Earth's The Rise of Zethara menace. Professional trash talker. Exploit finder. EXP addict. Would not allow that.
"So," I started, lifting my spoon like I was about to announce a tournament bracket. "I know you guys have questions about me. Because let's be honest, all I said was I'm from Earth, I got summoned to stop the fraud God Leonhart, and mana Wi-Fi is transferring between worlds. That's vague. Suspiciously vague."
I took a dramatic bite of stew.
