BD 8th generation
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Headquarters of the Black Dragons. Izana leaned on the railing of the second floor and watched with a slightly mad smile as two of his subordinates broke out into another quarrel below.
Shion: with obvious aggression What did you say, petty? Weren't you taught to respect your elders?
Inui: absolutely calm Shut your mouth, junk. The old people were not allowed to speak.
Izana grinned and lit a cigarette
Izana: Ohoho... Favorite moment of the day...