"Huh?" Devion always had an explosive temper in his youth. It was especially so if the one criticizing him was someone he claimed to be his one and only rival.
"What did you say?" Devion stopped and glared at Khal, who was sitting on the ground in front of him. His red hair appeared to emphasize his mood.
Khal was not easily intimidated. His expression remained unchanged, and he repeated what he said.
"Your position's too stiff."
Devion's lips twitched slightly, speechless that Khal really did repeat what he said. Sometimes, this ice block really felt like that.
Someone without any emotions at all.
Devion took a deep breath to calm himself. He could not start a fight just with that one comment. Or he would appear too childish.
"How did you know?" Devion crossed his arms to his chest as he tilted his head slightly and looked down at Khal. "Heh. Don't think you know more than me. I'm a better close combat fighter than you are."
