Satiated from her meal, Faye Yardley slumped into her swing chair, staring blankly at the virtual screen.
[It's a rare peaceful day, but I can't shake this inexplicable anxiety. Is it just me?]
[You're not alone; I feel the same. This quiet and stability makes me worry if I'll even survive once this safe period is over.]
[What exact conditions do we need to meet to be chosen to go to an island? Why can't there be more Island Masters?]
[How do you know there aren't other Island Masters? Besides, having more guilds is a good thing; it gives everyone more choices.]
[You guys are just spouting nonsense. Haven't you taken a single glance at the guild leaderboards? So many new guilds have popped up.]
[Guilds that haven't reached Level 2 still have to participate in system events anyway. Joining one is no different from not joining at all.]
