Although Simon had the urge to beat Thorgan till his face turned black and blue, he controlled himself.
He looked around them, at the shadow wolves and trial candidates that were beginning to focus wholly on them.
He could sense some of the trial candidates staring in their direction with killing intent, and his lips could not help but twitch.
"Since you're here and you caused this, you better not die."
Thorgan smirked. "I'm stronger than you, huhhh... What's your name again?"
Simon's lips twitched. "It doesn't matter. What matters is us surviving right now."
His guts told him that if he told Thorgan his real name, he'd come to regret it. But not in a way that would put his life in danger, but in... a more annoying way.
'I can still remember how those two laughed at my name. I knew my name was shitty since I was born, but seeing others laugh at my name really ticks a spot.'
'Why couldn't she just give me a better name for fuck sake?'
