“... threw the sweets in the magical fire and it went fwoosh!” Gen was getting Erras up to speed on what happened at the tournament earlier.
“All the monsters died, we got an advantage in the next round...” he explained as he tucked into his breakfast steak. “... Stockade has bunny ears now.”
Erras put his coffee down and gave Genii a sceptical look.
“I wonder... what the advantage will... HUAK!” Gen inhaled a piece of steak.