Charon had to wait over an hour to reach the desk, his anger mounting with every minute.
The only thing that kept him from barging back into the other room was a single phrase repeating in his head.
'Heroes are patient, heroes are patient, heroes are patient.'
Finally, he made it to the front, rushing up to the teller and letting the words cascade from his mouth.
"I need a Novice rank fight as soon as possible!"
The bald man gave him a flat look, followed by an eye roll.
"Not my job. Take all fight requests to the Ring Master. You can find him in the fighter room between fights."
Charon's jaw dropped.
"You're saying I didn't have to wait in that damned line?"
The man shook his head.
Fighting the urge to rip his hair out, Charon did his best to smile and sound polite, not wanting to get himself kicked out.
'If I ever get the chance to kill that attendant, I will do so with happiness!'
"Where can I find the fighter room?"
