I slowly walk inside the room as the people and guests that were still alive and conscious looked at me with various emotions. They were giving me this stares as if I had the answer to their worry.
I don't know what question they specifically had in mind but I answered the most effective one.
"The leader of the thugs is dead!"
"..."
"YEAHHH!"
It took a moment before the realization set in and everyone inside the room screamed out in joy. Everyone, even the waiters and other workers jumped up in joy and some even cried.
For those that cried, they weren't only crying out in joy but in pain too. Because today not only have they encountered a life ending event that they painfully survived, but there were some that died.
Some were friends that they had, some that they had known for years, now suddenly are no longer in this world. Even though surviving made them pray in grace towards their gods, it brought in much more fear of reality.
But that was only the boring part.
