After the partying had died down, practically all of the mortals, even those with high cultivation, had passed out from drink and stuffed bellows.
The only ones awake at this time were Hurricroak, Frosttusk, Slug-at-Arms, Terra, and myself.
It made sense, since our existences as kaijin made things like alcohol, sleep, and food ineffective to a point
However, we were awake for reason other than the lack of need for it.
There were some topics that had to be discussed between us that mortals, even our own allies didn't need to know.
And such things were best done in the privacy of darkness and sleep.
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Elementally minmaxed elves.
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Great entry, good night everyb-
*CLICK*
ALRIGHT, FINE I'LL TALK ABOUT THEM FOR REAL, BAH!
*Click...*ñi
Well don't sound too disappointed that you couldn't blast my ass, ay caramba...
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