"How could I let you marry a pubescent boy who is still not mature yet." retorted Warchief Might.
"Could a pubescent boy survive against you even if you were only in [Beast Possession] state?" asked Merra.
"No, of course not. Who is your father?! I am the greatest combatant in the world, Might Napollow." replied Warchief Might proudly.
"See!! You are the unreasonable one here. Moreover, you also no longer called him a brat. Deep down, you already accept him, right?" said Merra.
"Shut up!! What a little girl like you know?! I-It's true he has my respect. God knows how he survives against my Ursaring. Well, it's been a while since I found such a great combat expert." muttered Warchief Might in a low voice at the end of his sentence.
"Y-You!! You did what?! Did you know how dangerous your Ursaring is? Did you want to kill him?!!" roared Merra in anger while struggling to stand up.
