Walker stood in front of Scylla and Mordant. He was not at all happy with how fast they had allowed themselves to begin to lose their mentality. "You both may not be used to having proper opponents. I understand that. But you, are a royal dragon. You let yourself get so caught up in a potential opponent that you fully relaxed. And you, are a general in charge of representing the demi-humans. How could you challenge an ally so easily with your mastery skill? Don't even tell me you were going to keep holding back. I could see the look in both of your eyes. Five moves was about to become a hundred!"
Walker's annoyance was very clear. He didn't want everyone to look at him as a strict and domineering person, however, if that was what he needed to be to maintain the peace within the city he would do so gladly.
