The blademaster smirked, utterly unbothered, not taking the threat seriously in the slightest. "You can try... although, I wouldn't be confident in your ability to remain alive after that."
Before the confrontation could escalate into a dangerous one, others moved to intervene, candidates from both teams stepping forward. "Alright, that's enough! Break it up!"
And then Celeste appeared out of nowhere, right on time.
"I'm so sorry for my teammate's behavior," she said, her voice warm and conciliatory. "That was entirely uncalled for. I'll make certain our captain speaks with him about his conduct, so he can reflect on what he's done. But first, why don't we get your injury treated? That gash looks painful."
"No," the katana user bit out, still clutching his shoulder, his eyes blazing. "I'm not leaving until he apologizes to me. He humiliated me on purpose."
Celeste's smile didn't waver. She turned to her teammate.
