Meanwhile, in the hall on the other side, the battle had already ended. Wriothesley was leaning against a table, his cup of tea right beside him.
Yelan also walked in. Taking in the oddly moving, frozen members of the Black Serpent Host around her, she walked toward Wriothesley.
Acting as if he were just out for a stroll, Wriothesley stirred his tea with a small tool before leisurely picking it up to take a sip.
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