"As expected, weaklings" Oliver looked at Orpheus' table with contempt
"Even the demi-gods couldn't even say a word when that happened. Hah!" Ava laughed
"That white-haired beauty is playing hard to get huh" Charles smiled to himself
"Lady Charlotte, hope the cat is to your liking?" Axel fawned over the dark-haired girl
"Did you see the look on that girl's face?" Abigail laughed "She couldn't even do anything but talk"
"I bet that country won't last long in the tournament" another participant said
"Why would they? They didn't even dare to stand up to Axel! A whole Axel"
"Are my eyes playing me or is that blonde walking over here?" someone gasped, pausing the slander that was flying about
"Another foolish idiot" Oliver shook his head
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience." Orpheus stopped in front of their table "I just want to take something of mine that you may have mistaken as yours"
