Dud had been moments away from walking off until a single name froze him in place.
"The Billion Bloodline?" Chrono repeated the words, his brow furrowing. He said it like it should've meant something, but the name rang hollow in his mind.
That's when Dud, with a swift movement, tapped Na in the stomach, harder than necessary. It wasn't just a playful jab. It was firm, almost aggressive, like he meant to remind him of something... or hurt him for saying something foolish.
"I thought you said they were nothing to worry about," Dud said sharply. "Just a bunch of high school kids playing dress-up in some flashy uniform."
"A bunch of kids?" Chrono scoffed, visibly irritated. "Are you seriously bringing up some nonsense about teenagers again? Sure, a few of them have talent, Max and Wolf come to mind, but they've never managed to push beyond that, have they?"
