The scene was filled with deceitful lies, with no one receiving blows, only the assailants dominating the fight.

The overheated atmosphere seethed like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.

As the tension grew, their energy began to seep out, causing the building to vibrate slightly.

Victor moved quickly, worried the bar might fly apart if left unchecked. He filled two glasses with water and approached the young elf.

"Ice."

"Hey, spirits aren't here just to do that, you know?"

"Should I tell Miss Arpia that one of her elves wants to return to the forest?"

"You dirty human."