"Bro…" Caladbolg leaned closer, delaying his next words to add weight to their overall explosiveness: "YOU…ARE SO, SO OLD THA–"
"ENOUGH!!" roared Caleb, breathing heavily in frustration.
He had enough of the two old men arguing over who was older.
"You, old man! You're so old that you've outlived your world! And you, Lord Caladbolg, you are quite literally older than the Seven Sword Guilds! Why not just accept that the two of you are old and settle it at that, huh?!"
Daru had been quite fascinated by the two elders' taunting skills, watching them with great interest.
He had learned quite a lot about how to anger his opponents from them.
But then, Caleb suddenly interjected, lashing out with his tongue so hard that the elders could neither retort nor deny what he said.
Who knew his older friend had such potential?
Even Caladbolg and Nando were taken aback by the rather ruthless roast. Youngsters nowadays truly don't have respect for their elders!
