Both Flexy and Max were pretty tired. They went to Au Café where they planned to meet up with Ferin and Atlas ahead of time to rest and have something to eat.
"Man, I am beat." Flexy whined and groaned as he leaned against the soft chair. "That was too much even for me. How about you?"
"As you can see…" Max replied with a painful groan. His head was on the table and his muscles refused to move. "I am dead."
— He's already dead
— Lol, I love his suffering look
— Breeze looks like a ghost now. He probably needs to eat a lot of things
— No wonder that he ended up like this. He sweats like crazy earlier
"Hahaha!"
The chat made fun of him, and Flexy laughed loudly.