Crimson walls, headless corpses, screaming people and chaos in the bar wasn’t a new thing for King Casper, but Alpha Eric’s mind was hit by a bus, as he beheld the sight before him.

“Close the doors and clean the premises.”

King Casper ordered his minions calmly and then turned towards Eric, who was staring at them as if they just produced a rhinoceros from the floor.

Casper could imagine the sparks in his brain, desperately trying to connect the dots and instead, just causing a short circuit.

“Little one!”

His questioning tone suggested otherwise, he was in denial of the obvious. It was fun to see him being the...