"Malakai, how can you lose this badly?" Yecha exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief at his son, pitiful appearance.
"To get to this point and then fall apart like that, it's truly humiliating," he continued, his disappointment evident in his tone.
Malakai hung his head in shame, avoiding Yecha's disapproving gaze. Anger and frustration welled up inside him.
The man resembled Malakai, with piercing red eyes, but had flowing blonde hair that starkly contrasted with Malakai's dark hair.
"Yecha!!!"
Baihu roared loudly as she flew closer, her eyes blazing with fury at the unfolding situation.
"Oh, Madam Baihu, nice seeing you here," Yecha said, turning to address the woman.
"Do you freaking know what you just did!" Baihu seethed with contempt, angered by the unfolding events.
Baihu was containing her anger, her muscles tense and ready to strike, her temper barely under control.
