"You're more than correct, Sera..." Lucille agreed, having been worried about such a scenario for a while. Although she hadn't been part of the gang back then, she'd heard how a Quinlan who was technically less than 4 days old threatened Broderick, a Mithril-ranked adventurer who he'd just met, to cease any such actions when he tried to kiss Ayame's hand.
"As for his second shortcoming, that would have to be his arrogance, his great pride." It was Ayame who spoke up this time around.
"What reason did he really have to make Skarn, Rajah, and the others piss their pants with that dramatic elemental display of his? The smartest move would've been to stay quiet, reassure them that he wasn't a threat, and keep their suspicions as low as possible. But no… because he felt cornered, he just had to show off. He had to let them all know they hadn't won. That he wasn't out of the game just yet."
