A loud banging echoed through a dark room, shattering the silence that had enveloped it once the lights had been turned off. The sound followed a certain rhythm, like the beats of a powerful drum, each hit carrying with it energy and resilience.
After going on for a while, it eventually came to a stop, leaving the sound of heavy breathing to replace it. That was when the lights suddenly came on.
"What are you doing?" Someone asked, their voice prickling with annoyance.
Standing by the door was a petite woman. Going by the pink onesie she wore and how messy her raven hair was, not to mention her bloodshot eyes, one could tell that she had just been dragged out of bed.
"A-ah, sorry about that, leader." Straightening up, Wolf relaxed his shoulders and smiled at her. "I… didn't think it would bother you…"
