The old man shook his head while grinding his teeth.
"Yeah, even now that guy's voice when he revealed his tricks lingers in my ears. [You've done well], the feeling of having my shoulder clapped, and that shrill laughing voice... Shit, fucking hell!!"
The old man struck the desk with a thud.
At that instant, purple lightning scattered through the surroundings, lighting them up like it was midday.
The light quickly faded, but a burn mark remained on the desk.
The old man exhaled with a "fuu".