"How can you accept this! Enrique, you must be out of your mind!" an old man from the Engineering Academy screeched as he lunged forward.
Yet the Great Elder moved faster, a shoe flying over from his direction.
Enrique leaned back to dodge the shoe and then straightened up, "Then what should we do? Durin broke off a dragon horn with his own hands. For the next few decades, this kid will have horns of different sizes, which is a great disgrace among the Dragonkind. You old geezers cause a disaster and then yell at me, what's the point?"
After speaking, Enrique looked around, "Think about it, has he ever done something wrong?"
The old geezers fell silent.
