[Several hours later after the attack.]
[Current time: Morning]
[Location: Outside the camp – behind.]
"What do you mean we are not going to counter attack?!" – shouted dwarven adventurer Randolf as he and several other high-ranking adventures, party leaders, knights and guild master were holding a meeting.
"Guild master, this isn't matter we can ignore." – said the blond-haired adventurer.
"The golems attacked our camp!"
"Several people have died and a lot of were left injured!" – said the blond-haired adventurer as all the gathered people also started speaking their look at things.
"DO YOU THINK I DON'T HAVE FREAKING IDEA?!" – shouted the guild master, instantly silencing everybody gathered.
"If anything, I'm the one who realize that the situation is far more dangerous than all of you imagine!"
"…"
"That attack…. What it reminds you all of?"
"?"
"What sort of question is that?" – asked human knight.
"Hm… I don't know." – said the guild master.
