The elders stepped forward, confronting the twins in front of the gym.
One of them pointed at them.
"Rynar. Rynor. As supporters of Raviel and members of that damned God Gym..."
Another elder slammed his palm onto the ground.
"Today, you and this gym will be erased!"
Rynar and Rynor stared at them for a moment… then burst out laughing.
Rynar stepped to the side and kicked something forward.
A limp body rolled across the ground, and it was Elder Ralom.
His face was swollen, jaw twisted, and eyes rolled back.
Rynor waved casually.
"See this guy? Same rank as you."
Rynar shrugged.
"Yeah. He walked in, talked big…"
Rynor finished, still smiling.
"…and left looking like a sad potato."
The elders' faces twisted with rage.
"ATTACK THEM!"
Rynar's grin sharpened. He clenched his fists.
"Finally."
Rynor rolled his shoulders, hips loose, stance swaying with rhythm.
"Let's dance."
Several elders dashed forward at once.
