[Way too excited by the chaos of a food fight, Blitzø just let out an absolutely unhinged, strangled laugh as he kicked up a chair and used it as a shield to protect his face from the desserts.
That had him bolting for another table, arming himself with handfuls of food and staring down the two magic-men.]
You little twigs are gonna learn what years of practicing grenade-tossing does for a man!
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That had him bolting for another table, arming himself with handfuls of food and staring down the two magic-men.]
You little twigs are gonna learn what years of practicing grenade-tossing does for a man!