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Arthur looked at Luke and Balor who sat opposite him and decided to start his first attempt at an inspirational speech.
Or not.
'Fuck it! I am not a shonen protagonist anyway!'
"So you are both weak, extremely weak. You are so weak that you can't amount to anything even in the outer court."
Balor frowned at that, while Luke's shoulders dropped a bit.
"But do you know what that means?"
"What does it mean? That we are ants, that can be crushed easily by the strong and powerful?" Balor asked with a self-deprecating tone.
He had never felt strong and powerful in his entire life and was fed up with being at the mercy of others all the time.
"Hmm, while that is not the direction I was heading, it is true. You are indeed ants that can be crushed at the whim of the strong."
"But here's what you don't know, or rather haven't thought of. Those two minions of the Blood Sword Factions are the same too, just slightly bigger ants nonetheless."
