C230 Hearing the Name of the Ancestral Master!

"Damn, we're really asking for it!" Zopyrus panted, itching to give the portly a good thrashing for his feigned ignorance.

"No, I've roamed the nine continents for centuries; how could I be defeated so utterly!" Jubal seethed, clutching his glossy black pompadour, a hint of madness flickering in his eyes.

"The magic circle is my life's work, my dedication for hundreds of years