The mess hall of the guild was loud and crowded, and it was an unfortunate place to be when wanting to clear your head.

As the third prince of the Pride Ring of the Underworld, he had more freedoms but was mainly put into the labor forces to bring honor to their name, a name he couldn't care less about.

Dashi sat on a ledge of a large stain glass window. The bay window was about 10 feet above the ground, a perfect place to get away from the idiots below.