Seman's face turned to a frown, "Oricon… do you still think that you have the advantageous?"
"Still think?" Oricon laughed almost hysterically, his cackle playing through the dark cells.
"OF COURSE I DO!" He screamed with a crazy laugh, "I have the bigger army, I have the timing and I have my son… well, it's not like you don't have one, you do."
"He's just grown two large scrumptious-"
"ORICON!" Seman yelled, banging on the cell hardly.
"Bang!"
Oricon barely moved from that action, his smile only widening, "If that's how you feel when I just talk about her… I can only dream of how you'll feel when my son has her under his arms."
"Frankly, I don't think that's possible." The two leaders turn to Henry.
I put a hand on my chin and say thoughtfully, "With the height and body difference, it may seem like its Margaret's who's being forceful on your son."
