Upon hearing the insult, John pushed the people blocking his way aside and grabbed Eros by his collars; lifting him slightly off the ground. Their faces were only inches apart and the younger of the two could feel the hot fuming breath of the person he just offended.
"Why don't you say that again right on my face, you goop!" his spit sprayed across.
Eros closed his eyes and bit his lips to contain his own aggression, "I said it will be a great idea to gather everyone in a circle when odds are 5:1. Makes cleaning up the body easier."
"What?"
"You know, most amateurs have the exact same idea. They get cocky and do irrational things. The purpose of this mock battle is to figure out how each people react under pressure and the way they handle it. And I'd say we'll all die with you as our captain."
John yanked his shirt and shoved him to the ground, "I think we'll do just fine without you."
