“Brad! You're not supposed to--” There was a push then a slash Mayor Thanyiel's body hit the wall of a nearby coconut tree with a man's shadow looming over his feeble, weakened body “You're too weak to fight old man Bet your kid is as weak as you even with his sword” As those words left his mouth Griefer clutched the Venomshank tightly in his right hand, his free hand clenching uncontrollably He was ready to spout insults and verbal damage towards the man who had just harmed his father but words would not harm him physically A fight had ensued between the two Civilians of the tropical town gathered near with the constant chatter and exclaiming of fruit merchants dying down, with the prime attention being towards the quarrel In time the advantage was given to Griefer before he overpowered the male forcibly dropping his weapon “Face it, punk,” His snarky low voice was perceptible from even miles away “I own that thing and its mine It's not yours to play with And no one harms my old man! ” With the near-death encounter of the overly impatient man who had attempted to steal the venomous sword from Griefer's hands whilst also committing the crime of attacking the mayor he man had been forced to slump down defeated and humiliated in front of watchful eyes “I'll get you, you brat! ” As the brazen words arrived out of the male's mouth when he tried to grab his spare weapon a call swift blade neared his neck freezing him with an unbearable cold Next to him possibly towering was player a calm yet aggravated look on his face A clean swipe to the neck forced the man to back down crawling away from the adventurer's dagger as he wept staring at the stoic-faced individual who kept staring at him “Back off from the Venomshank's owner” The figure said which frightened the man causing his escape to be quick The crowd that had swarmed the fight instantly turned into buzzing chatter recognition flashing through certain faces with sentences such as 'Isn't that the hero? and 'No way! He's actually here?! ' being audible from the people Griefer wiped the sweat on his brow silently gazing at the man now in front of him with a questioning look And with time surprise flashed within Griefer's eyes Is that player looked at Griefer blinking once then twice before having a slight widening of his own eyes albeit barely noticeable Mayor Thanyiel seeing the realization between the two got up dusting himself of the previous fight that had occurred “Griefer, isn't that...you know the kid you always played with? ” His father's whisper was quiet yet loud enough for Griefer to listen to He responded with only a nod sheathing the Venomshank into his belt as he shivered Was he nervous No of course not He was meeting his old childhood friend who had noticeably became popular around Robloxia gaining the title 'hero' amongst the village's inhabitants A faint pang in his heart came player only continued staring though His gaze was sharp though cold just as it was before A slight furrow in his brows said the obvious he wasn't starting a conversation right now in front of a crowd to now draw attention Don't be nervous dude Griefer reassured himself