Apep continued to mumble under his breath and it was becoming clearer and clearer to the horned due that this guy really was just a kid, at least in attitude if not age. Everyone in the Tournament all had a certain air of experience to them. Apep, a name they still hadn't heard, was someone who managed to Summon a demon somewhat intentionally without a clear plan. Must have been some expensive wine bottles he traded away.
*So should we interrupt him?* Apep hadn't stopped mumbling and was now starting to pace slightly as well. There wasn't exactly a lot of room for that so he just took two or three steps before turning around and repeating the process.
[I… I don't know? Aren't you the expert here?]
