Upstairs, Richard and Pandora walked into the room.
Taking steps, Pandora walked to the table's edge and placed the suitcase she was carrying onto the table with a bang, causing the whole table to creak under the strain.
Though the suitcase appeared unremarkable externally, it was filled with quite a few items. Even Richard, without using any spells, felt it heavy to lift. Of course, for the Giant Dragon Girl Pandora, it was another story altogether—it felt almost weightless, much lighter than the massive tree trunk she had held in her arms before. In Pandora's view, using the suitcase to hit someone would be terribly ineffective; it would be safer to go to the forest, pull out a tree, and carry that instead.
Thinking of such strange things, Pandora put down the suitcase and walked towards the neatly made bed, sitting down on its softness, feeling some comfort. But soon, she smelled a faint stench wafting continuously from inside the bed.