Chapter 61: Bro, I Know I Was Wrong

Fernando Saiger's hand trembled around his wine glass. "Brother Ander Yale, if there's a problem, we can sit down and talk it out. What do you think?" Ander Yale rolled his sore wrist. A moment ago he had fought with nothing but his body, not using a shred of True Essence. If he had tossed out a single Fireball Spell, this private room would have gone up in flames. "Heh. Mister Saiger, what did you just call me? 'Brother'? Since when were we that close?" He picked up the freshly poured glass...