Seeing as everybody were passed out around him, the only one that he could ask for information was Luna.
"What the hell happened?" Considering that she was currently in his soul, he could have communicated with her using his mind, but due to the pain he was experiencing thanks to the hangover, it was easier to speak out loud.
'You decided to punish a gang of members that happened,' she answered indifferently.
Zaroth grimaced as Luna seemed reluctant to share the details.
"Just tell me everything from the beginning," he spoke, sitting on one of the wooden chairs, clutching his head, waiting for the hangover to pass.
Though to his regret, his head wasn't the only thing that hurt, as his stomach seemed to ache strongly as well.
Luna sigh echoed in his head, and a second later, she began,
'You were having a good time with your friends… Honestly, maybe too good a time. The four of you probably drank more than six bottles of pretty strong liquor.'
