Capítulo 182: Sparring match.

"Hmm!! Why not?" Slamming his hand on the table, a young man with brown hair and a small mustache stood up and said to no one in particular.

He slowly chewed down on a piece of meat with a grin on his face. A sparing match was a great idea, it would give them the opportunity to show these outer clan fools that the difference between them, was like that between the heavens and the earth.

"Yes, it is a good idea" Sith who was still seated on the table concurred. The urge to put the outer clansman in their places had never been stronger in his mind. However, he wasn't planing to fight.

"You do the honors" with the side of his eyes, he looked at another young man seated on the same table as him.

This guy too was a level 3 warlock of the clan, but he wasn't a Sentinel like Sith.