"Getting pissed off won't do you any good. The Fact still remains that you lost, so you need to accept that Fact and quit throwing tantrums"
Myles stated like one talking to his child. But Ares simply ignored him. He guessed he didn't have to explain himself or justify his angry statement at all.
"But then again, don't try to hard to blame yourself about it" Young Master Myles then added with a soft sigh. "This is just a mere competition and nothing serious and it's literally your first time so don't be too engrossed into the fact that you lost "
He stared at Ares' expression which didn't seem to say a thing. Ares didn't wish to talk and didn't make it obvious how pissed off he was at his statement.
Myles was literally standing here and rubbing some salt in his injury and he couldn't stop him. Because apparently stoping him would mean bashing at him.
