I flew outta the Dungeon's entrance and caught the sight of Mira and the others having a fancy lunch underneath the tent... that's unfair! I wanna have a fancy, homemade lunch instead of those preserved goods stored in the Storage!
Hah! I let my anger take over for a sec. That's been happening sometimes after the war for some reason. Gotta focus on the bigger bastard here.
"Hey, Gara... wait! We're sorry for having a party without you, but there's no need to take out a bomb-!" - Mira
I ignored the flustered group and threw the handmade bomb at the rat's supposed location.
A huge chunk of sand flew into the air when the bomb exploded, and along it was a set of dirty bones. A sand-colored skeleton had been blown to bits thanks to the bomb I threw at it.
"Wait, what's that!?" - Mira
"...Garami. Keep the disrespecting of the dead to only when you perform necromancy." - Revi
"Don't look at me with those eyes! And that thing wasn't even dead... in one sense!" - Garami
