The bugurt was boring to Hatarait — his single eye could clearly see that no one would fight like that in a real battle. Instead of watching the progress of the contest, he cast a thoughtful glance toward the ruler of the arts region.
"Would it be in accordance with universal karma if I shot her in the eye?" — This random thought seemed to make something in his empty eye socket twitch.
- That milord is staring at you very intently.
Turning his head at his companion's prompting, the one-eyed man met the gaze of the Knight of the Sun.
- Heh. Right now, he reminds me of a younger version of myself.
- It's not a fact that you're older than him, don't act like some old grandpa.
- Time flowed differently in Ikazkan, so anything's possible.