Wilbur watches as all the guests arrive to the ball, dressed in formal dresses and suits. All the l'manberg guards placed on the outside and inside to protect the people.

"Finally.. A peaceful night. A night where all residents can relax and dance." He mumurs to himself, a content smile on his face.

Wilbur's eyes scan the room, he frowned; noticing, how bored and exhausted the guards look. He sighed.