As the last specks of food were savored and the last stories shared, the time came to bid farewell to the celebration. Gray and the goblins joined forces, working together to clean up the remnants of the joyous feast.
Once the cleanup was complete, the goblins bid their farewells and headed to their respective cabins. Gray, too, made his way to his room.
Inside his cabin, Gray quickly slipped under the soft covers of his bed. He then closed his eyes, exhaustion overtook him, and he drifted into a peaceful sleep.
As Gray woke up to the sound of a familiar voice echoing through the air, he immediately recognized it as Gibru's booming presence. He quickly rose from his bed and rushed outside his cabin, his senses on high alert.
Looking up at the dark red sky, Gray muttered under his breath, "Oh f*ck, here comes the second event by the gods again."
Gibru's voice thundered through the sky, capturing the attention of all who could hear it.
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