"So first, we need to determine, what color should a normal flame be?" The mage from the Blood Clan adopted a professional demeanor. "As we all know, the world's flames vary due to differing surrounding magic power..."
"Alright, alright, stop talking."
The warrior clamped the mage's mouth shut, achieving silence in the physical sense.
Many Blood Clan members, with their long lifespans and extensive knowledge, love to show off their wisdom to others, nearly turning it into a common trait of their race. Few, like this warrior, remain humble.
It might also be that the warrior is simply annoyed by his companion's long-winded speech and doesn't want to listen.
The mage punched him in protest. If these two weren't both male, the scene might have appeared quite flirtatious.
"If you put it that way, then suddenly I feel normal."
