"No, you foolish Elf, just throw that thing away!"
"Dwarves, truly they have no sense of humor at all." The Elf shrugged, crumpled the Hell flyer into a ball, and tossed it away. "At least we should be grateful for avoiding an unnecessary battle..."
"That's not for certain." The Dwarf cautiously glanced at the Human Knight. "I think someone might need a little outlet right now..."
"I'm not foolish to that extent," Lancelot replied sulkily, "and even if I wanted to vent, I'd only direct my anger at the culprit who destroyed Twin Bridges Town."
"Aha!" Bruto thumped his Warhammer on the ground. "So our target this time is Grazzt himself?"
Lancelot pressed his lips tightly, said nothing, and turned to head in a certain direction, and the companions naturally set out with him.
