Flan's exhaustion didn't last long as she found herself in the middle of a battle, her adrenaline pumping as she tried to figure out who was what, where, and why. Apparently no one ever notices her, so she was able to move off into the shadows behind a column without being seen. She recognized a couple of people as she looked around, until she suddenly heard those familiar words of Corpse Collector cuss her way out as she left the virtual world. She knew it wasn't going to be permanent, she'd be back in what, three days? Still, Morgan couldn't help shed a tear as she flashed away, as she looked on at the Black King who was unfazed at what she had done and Smitten Kitten who she could've sworn was on good terms with CC. She didn't really know what to do, not really wanting to face the Black King as after the deed they've done. So not making her face publicly known, she just sat down with a sigh as she began to mull things over; trying to figure out what happened while she was gone, adding this point of reference deep deep down in the back of the Black King's files.

[color=Chocolate][i]'Wait.... reward from the Black King?'[/i][/color] her mind froze at these words she wished she didn't overhear.