"F**k your m*ther! You s*n of a b*tch! Why don't you f*ck *ff and d** in a ditch somewhere, f*cking c**t—!"
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The Grand Priest's face contorted in anger as he rained a string of curses at Vaan. He also pulled his long sleeves, revealing his wrinkly, skinny muscles like he wanted to get physically violent with him. All kinds of profanity one could think of was spilled out of his mouth.
His actions were completely unbefitting of his position as a Grand Priest and more like that of a street thug.
"Someone, take Grand Priest Ignatius away to cool his head. I will take it from here," another Grand Priest commanded with a deep, solemn look.
"As you command, Grand Priest Cornelius," a High Priest answered.
Shortly after, the High Priest called over more regular priests as backup to help him drag the furious Grand Priest Ignatius away.