It was like an unspoken competition between the two magicians, each one striving to outdo the other in terms of magical prowess and performance.

The two were locked in a playful banter, exchanging cutting remarks and witty replies. tired of listening the constant berating, he decided to take a more playful approach. In the midst of their banter, he plucked a rose from his hat.

“Oh, come on, a smile suits you better.“

Lyney quoted, his voice as frolicsome as it always been.