Pannis looked oddly at Denia, who was slowly walking out of the circular hall, his expression fluctuating. Denia came over, shrugged, and said, "Don't look at me like that, Pannis. Do you know what your face looks like right now? It's as if two kids were fighting, and after an adult separated them, one was let to run away. And then the other kid grabs onto the adult blaming them for not letting him continue to fight. Even now, when she's seriously injured, her strength isn't even a tenth of what it once was, but you should realize that even in this state, you'd probably lose to her. So grow up a bit and think about your partners behind you before you start in on such a meaningless duel."
Pannis twitched the corners of his mouth and cleared his throat twice, "Indeed, your oracle is always correct."
