As the duel came to a close, the atmosphere around Jett was electric with excitement and cheers.
"Manners maketh man?" Jett repeated with a grin. "Was that Kingman?"
"Hehe, you got me," Aiden replied, his smile broad and genuine.
Elora rushed over, her excitement barely contained. She patted Aiden on the back with enthusiasm, each pat a bit harder than the last. "That's how you protect that family's honor. Way to go, little bro!"
"Ouch," Aiden groaned, wincing from the force of Elora's congratulatory pats.
"Serves him right," Rosa snapped with a hint of satisfaction. "I was going to strangle him with my vines anyway."
"Calm down, princess. We didn't come here to get blood on our hands," Rey said, trying to diffuse the situation.
"For a priestess of light, you really say that casually, huh?" Morrigan remarked, raising an eyebrow.
