A subtle smile played on Great Sorcerer Phelan's lips.
"Just kidding, kid. You are improving quickly again I see. You never cease to amaze me, Apprentice August."
"Your demands have been heard, and I shall rule in your favour. Gomez's attempt to interfere in the battle between Damien and Faerith will not be tolerated."
August's brow furrowed momentarily before returning to calm. It appeared that his gamble paid off.
Great Sorcerer Phelan's words earlier were no joke at all. If he truly felt insulted by August's actions and made up his mind to him, then there was little stopping Great Sorcerer Phelan from doing so.