Uriel and Ralzire had quickly made their way into the city. The last remnants of the human camps gradually disappeared, until they began encountering more and more people with horns and tails.
"Hey, Ralzire, why does it feel like the city is divided among different groups?"
Ralzire took a moment to think of an answer. After all, he understood that Uriel had missed much of what happened after reaching the end of the first floor.
"Things really haven't been going too well around here. You see, the different species don't seem to get along very well, especially yours and mine. There've been some issues with a bunch of annoying bastards."
Uriel wanted to dig deeper into that specific topic.
"What happened? Some kind of fight?"
"I wish!" Ralzire would have preferred that situation a thousand times over what they currently had.
