Cecilia sighed inwardly, knowing the rivalry between the two was both a blessing and a curse. Their competition pushed them to be stronger, but their constant one-upmanship was exhausting for everyone else.
Jason looked at the burned frog, watching as all the experience flowed into Aiden's body. His grip tightened on his sword, anger simmering just beneath the surface. "You stole our prey."
"What? I saved your ass. You should be thankful," Aiden snorted.
His three friends behind him snickered mockingly, adding fuel to Jason's frustration. He clenched his fist even tighter, his anger growing.
It had been a Level 44 monster. If Jason had delivered the final blow, he would have gained a significant amount of experience and possibly bonus stats. Aiden knew this perfectly well and had timed his intervention to steal the kill at the last moment.
"Are you mad, Aiden?! You could have hurt Jason!" Siara shouted, glaring at Aiden.
