Some of the others took weapons. Some did not.
Some surveyed their surroundings vigilantly. Some walked upstairs, looking resolutely forward.
Xandrax did not hasten to do both. He hefted a wooden sword in his hand, and turned his head to say to Adam, “Should we start now?”
“Wait for a while longer.”
Adam shook his head. “It’ll be more chaotic at the beginning.The people who will fight in groups will be quite troublesome to deal with and there are quite a few idiots who will try to head up to the fourth floor."
“We’ll wait for a while. We’ll head there when the weak understand that they can only stay in the lower three floors.”
“Sure, we’ll part ways first. See you on the fourth floor then.”
Xandrax had not intended to move with this guy. He went to the second floor, sword in hand.
