Lobco has been forcefully tied up to the wall in Roc's room. Roc had a wicked smirk on his face as he stands a few feet away from Lobco, ready to throw yet another knife.

"Is the crayfish having fun yet?~ 'Cause I sure am!" Roc chuckled, twirling the knife in his hand.

As he threw another blade, he purposely misses Lobco again by a few centimeters... Like with the rest of the knives sticking out of the wall.

"Aww.. missed again!" He exclaimed, his smirk never leaving.