"What the heck are you saying, Helena, you bastard! I abide by that rule, and you are trying to steal the march!" Agnis snapped as his hand slowly turned into bright red magma.
"Such a display. You are turning to your true form right now?" She covered her mouth with her hand while chuckling, looking down on Agnis.
"That's right. You shouldn't even mention that." Canaan commented, trying to support Agnis.
"Can you shut up? You are bringing your daughter here, and you are trying to get justice from me? How about watering your little girl so that she can grow up a bit?" Helena lowered her vision a bit, focusing on Raise's pathetic chest. "Look. That part hasn't grown yet. Are you thinking about having her like a tree trunk? So hard."
