Capítulo 907: Inadequacies

"Would you stop looking like that? It was a bad match up! There was nothing you could have done," Allora said to Grim. Her placing a hand on his shoulder, with her towering height, seemed to annoy the white-haired man.

He swatted it away.

"What do you mean there was nothing I could do? There was. I just didn't get the time. Things were moving too quickly," Grim grumbled.

Allora shook her head.

"I've never felt my admiration for someone evaporate so quickly. As an ordinary Faction member, I thought you were unshakeable. You and Pherdanta especially. I didn't realise you'd whine so much."

Grim clicked his tongue.

"I didn't ask you to adore me! And besides, there's never been a situation where my abilities weren't handy."

"There has been. Many in fact," Pherdanta chipping in caused the two to shiver.

Baddan was standing some distance from them chortled.