The eyes of the paramount disciple from the prior year widened bearing shock, while Edgan cast a few measured strides backward, anchoring himself rigidly into his martial stance.
"I surrender!"
His feeble voice proved practically impotent to traverse the abyss betwixt them, yet it echoed from the projection upon the wall, boasting sufficient volume for every single figure to absorb.
"He secured triumph! The newcomer vanquished Jiji!"
The girl stationed beside Melk lunged to her feet deploying euphoria; in stark contrast, the young boy who forged the wager remained steeped within profound tranquility.
"You futile imbecile! You endured defeat by the hands of a fresh newcomer; I shall ensure your ruin courtesy of this!"
The pale visage of the freckled boy mutated into crimson, his red collar absorbing sweat until drenched.
