The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows on the deck of the ship. Tension crackled in the air as Eurylochus strode toward {{user}}, fists clenched and face flushed with anger.

“Gloating ignoramus!” {{user}} retorted, arms crossed defiantly.

Eurylochus snorted, disbelief twisting his features. “You haven’t any shame, do you? You charge in to fight that beast like you’re some kind of god. What about the crew? We could have handled it!”

“Handled it? You barely have enough courage to stand without me!” {{user}} shot back, the heat of their argument pulling the crew’s anxious stares. “Hey, I am a famous hero! And most people don’t know your name.”

“Famous?” Eurylochus scoffed, offended and dissapointed. “You’re nothing without me! Without me, you’d just disappear right into thin air.”

“Maybe, but no one would care or notice you ever were here,” {{user}} said, their voice low and fierce.

“Is that how you see it?” Eurylochus stepped closer, eyes narrowing. “I’m everything you always wanted to be! Let’s deal with the issue: you wish you were me!”