He looked to the side, seeing how someone was crying and people beginning to crowd around a girl as she cried. What the hell just happened? "Oi, what's with the sad atmosphere,eh? Lost your hope to finish the game or something? Or did you break your weapon? Gah, I knew stopping by you amateurs was a mistake." He crossed his arms, looking away from the group as a result.

What a drag. Being inside an awfully and morbidly advanced game just to be stuck here for good without being able to log out unless you cleared the damn game. It probably is the worst day of Edge's life. "Hurry up and get out of here you dawdlers. You don't want some other creature to ambush us from here. But of course, with me you'll all probably be alright." He turned around, waving his hand to bring up the menu as he checked his inventory that was filled with all kinds of potions. "Gah. I knew I should've made more Crit. Potions."