Max pushed the tavern door open.
A thick murmur wrapped around them instantly. Laughter. Shouts. Glasses clinking.
The air smelled like alcohol and smoke.
Moon wrinkled her nose.
"What a gross place…"
Max stepped forward. His eyes scanned the room.
A group of devils played cards at a round table.
Gold and silver coins were stacked in the center.
One slammed the table.
"I told you it was a full house!"
Another growled.
In a corner, a devil lay sprawled on the floor.
Completely drunk.
Snoring.
Sophie frowned.
"Charming."
Max kept looking.
But he didn't see Varis.
Or Neros.
"…They're not here."
Sophie crossed her arms.
"They came in here."
Moon puffed her cheeks.
"They're definitely hiding."
Max pointed at the counter.
"Let's go."
They walked up to the bar.
The bartender was cleaning a glass with a dirty rag.
A red-skinned devil with short horns and tired eyes.
Max placed his hands on the wood.
"We're looking for two people."
