Chapitre 105: Entrance

"Heh, how arrogant."

"A human win? As usual, humans have so much unfounded confidence. Win, hah, I haven't heard of such a good joke in a while."

"Go back to where you came from, no-beard!"

Valentine hid her face with a towel and for the ground to swallow her, "Dammit. Stop shouting that. You're going to attract more enemies to us than there are already."

Isaac just smiled with complete confidence not allowing their words to pierce his thick skin. Tempered by years of tomfoolery and foolish youth, he had grown immune from words that did not cut deeper than racial difference.

He laughed at their remarks, "They will target us anyway. You're prime target for your blood, I am prime target for a bit of hate. Besides, it won't make any difference whether they come at us with half-cock anger or seething rage, because—"

"Cause we're going to win—?"

"Cause we're going to win." Isaac repeated her words with confidence, "Sorry about that, Vandel."