"How fucking selfish-" The male elf's gaze turned to Flint, full of bloodthirst.
Ready to unsheathe a dagger strapped to the back of his waist-
"Even on the last day, you just can't stay out of trouble, huh?" One woman came through.
"Well, kind of…" Flint chuckled. "So, what will it be Elf? Want to try me?"
The elf snorted. Leaving. "Tsk…"
Flint was wearing his chaos knight armor.
Even if he was an amateur- a knight, was still a knight.
And picking a fight with a knight, was not wise.
The elf knew it all too well.
"Well… that went well…" Flint mumbled.
He might or might not have been expecting a fight.
Maybe being punched by Archivis over and over forced some screws loose.
"Alright, that's enough of a show. Get back to it!" Ariel shouted clapping loud.
And the crowd dispersed a bit.
"I didn't go too out of line, right?" Flint asked Kaylen.
"No…"
