"I'll be your first opponent," Donutella said in arrogance. "Our battle will be simple. We will play a drinking game. Whoever drinks the most in five minutes will win. Easy, right?"
"Sounds easy enough," William replied. "But, what are we going to drink?"
Donutella snapped its fingers and two tables appeared in front of them. On top of those two tables, several mugs filled with what seemed to be sweetened chocolate could be found. Williams almost gagged at the diabetes inducing scene in front of him.
There was no way he could drink so many chocolate drinks in one sitting.
"I will give both of you a handicap." Donutella crossed its arms. "You can fight me two versus one."
The demi-turtle's tone was filled with confidence. It was as if it was telling William that there was no use even if Chiffon and him teamed up, because it would still be a victor in the end.
