Getting It Refined
"Heh, are you cowering back in fear? Why don't you guys attack me now that I've beat up all your crooks without breaking a sweat?" Arthur grinned, taking a step forward with his eyes gleaming demonically.

"H–hey, get away from me! What kind of power did you guys get from that dungeon? Did you jump two more levels or something!" Bran roared, taking his step back and hiding himself behind the twins.

He had just became a level 5, he knew that it would be beyond his capabilities going against his own team if the team came. Because of this reason, Bran knew he was levels beneath Arthur.

"You see how pathetic this rat is? Did you not enjoy bullying those even more pathetic weaklings? Did a show of strength frighten you so much?" Arthur had no intention of holding back, he kept poking at Bran's pride ruthlessly.

"Damn you! How dare you insult master so much just because you're strong! You're a disgrace to those who hold power and sit at the top." One of the twin, a male shouted at the top
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