*BANG!*
A loud noise echoed from the Kreborian table, drawing everyone's attention to its source.
It was Director Barley, his hands still trembling on the table.
If not for the sturdy, special materials used to construct it, the table would have already collapsed under the old director's force.
Naturally, everyone understood the reason behind Barley's actions: he was furious that one of his youngsters had lost to a Valenzian.
He could tolerate many things, but losing to Valenzia was not one of them.
To make matters worse...
"Barley, why are you hitting the table? You need to calm down; it's just one loss!" Belford chided with a mocking tone, making Barley grit his teeth in rage.
However, as a director, he knew he shouldn't come across as petty in front of the youngsters.
"Oh? Did I startle everyone? I apologize. I thought I saw a bug on our table so I simply tried to squish it." Barley said as calmly as he could.
