The frost dragons spat out flames, the abyss demons rolled around on the ground, the trolls pulled out the grass on their heads, and the dwarves jumped up and knocked into the trolls' knees.
The noise made by the various representatives continued echoing around the restaurant. They all ended up being defeated by the insanely spicy, and did not manage to upkeep their image.
"Yes… this taste is insanely spicy!"
The representatives went back to their seats looking in a sorry state, and all glared at the kitchen.
"This scoundrel… did he… did he poison the food?!" Westin's lips were swollen, and he was very pissed.
The other representatives were also very angry. The image they had been maintaining all morning was all gone.
