"Do you really want to keep doing this? Do you think you'll have a place here when all of this is over?" The Poison Guild Head sneered toward the Weapon's Guild Head, his snide comments just as sharp as usual.
"You don't feel embarrassed?" A silver robed middle aged man rebutted, clear disgust on his aged features. "Isn't it obvious to you that the Sapientia haven't kept their word? And now you want me to take action against one of my own disciples for their pleasure? If you want to leave this room, you'll have to step over my dead body."
The Poison Guild Head erupted into laughter. "Were you really so naïve to believe that the Sapientia ever had a shred of good in them? The inferior swine of the martial world might fall for their tricks, but how can you call yourself a dao expert if you're so naïve?
