The Harpy Hare Incident was over, Fear-Tix, Mad-Tix and Angry-Tix. Mad and Angry They were the ones who were most upset with the situation, since they let their leader die just like that

Mad and Angry were arguing with each other, blaming Cry, The room was only lit by the open window, the light of the beautiful moon and that non-violent wind that beat the curtains.

Mad-Tix;; “That traitor, he became a lapdog and he doesn't even come to see how his fucking brother is doing.”

Angry-Tix;; “WE HAVE TO KILL HIM”