Feon continued to chug her own Mead having no problem with it thanks to her strong liver. She herself was now down to two Mugs of mead and wasn't slowing down from the looks of it. The crowd was now starting to sing drinking songs, the current one being called "Nord Mead" Feon had never said that this was a race but she couldn't help but continue on with this.

Delios in the mean while was almost out of the kingdom at this point though a few Guards finally got in their way. They were pointing spears at Delios who just snarled at them while putting the bag of orphans down. He got into the stance of a gorilla ready to pounce at them. The gaurds were shaking though only a few of them were standing with confidence.