Pardon me. You're in my dustpile.

I don't know how much longer I can stand this.

It was bad enough when it was just Yohar going on and on about himself.

But now, these foreign Daevas glaring daggers and sneering insults and looking as though they're ready to tear each other's throats out...

This place feels like it's about to explode.

Excuse me? You mean, aside from the fact that I'll have to clean up after it?

If these fools touch each other, Kahrun will be furious.

Don't you dare underestimate him!

For your sake, userrace. Not for mine.