"That's a lie!" Tor exclaimed at the top of his lungs.
Even though he tried to sound convincing, his quivering lips and quaking hands gave him away.
Iolrath sighed. "I can't believe you came here on the whims of a disgruntled child, Taegen. You are better than this."
"Hmm." Taegen frowned deeply. "I want to see it for myself."
"Huh."
"Let the boy prove himself to be a Sage before me."
"There is no need…"
"I believe there is."
Iolrath narrowed his eyes. Taegen fighting spirit was already ignored and was clear with a simple glance that he wouldn't back down no matter what.
Either they agreed to his request or watched as the Master of Anger ran a rampage in their sanctuary.
They may be able to suppress but his destructive capabilities were not to be underestimated.
Thus, sighing helplessly, Iolrath turned to face Max. "Are you in a condition to fight?"
