The curtains reveal a veil of glass that seems to be under them. A milky glow radiates from the glass
Runa turns to Clown. âWhatâs up with the glass?â
âIts Glass. Donât break it though.â
âNot what I meant. Whyâs it glowing?â He asks.
I hate clownsâŚ
âBecause glowing things look ominous. Just donât break the glass, if you do itâs on me.â
ââŚâ Runa is silent for a moment. âOkay.â He says, continuing to follow.
âRight then whatâs the deal with the steal names thing. If I may ask such a question.â Thiura replied following along not paying much attention to her surroundings.
âIts kinda popularity contest of sorts. Its closer to a way to keep us in in contest against the others. It also kinda double as an economy in a way.â
âHow fascinating and your only allowed to steal the name of the person you defeated in a fight, right?â She comments
âThat is right. Unless you manage to somehow willing coerce them.â
âYouâd probably have an easier time talking the scales off a snake.â Runa comments.
âWhat do you know off my fighting skillsâ she teases with a faked annoyed tone in her voice.
âWhat if I were to just give someone my name?â Ehlek asks, curious.
âI donât.â He comes off with a blunt tone.
âWhy would you? It seems stupid.â
âBecause I want to know what would happen.â
âSigh⌠I wasnât really talking to you even if itâs true that you wouldnât know about my fighting skills.â She replied rather quickly
âI wasnât speaking of your fighting skill, but your public speaking.â Runa answered. âBut it wouldnât surprise me if both could use improvement.â
Thiura crossed her arms, âYou should consider improving your mannersâ she replied.
âOh, Iâve considered it.â Runa responded. âMaybe you should improve your ability to take critical jokes.â