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"Just you wait. This isn't over yet!" Scar bellowed as he struggled to his feet and ran with his thugs down the hill. Sylvie simply laughed as she yelled after them, "I'm waiting right here! Don't go back on your word now!"

Beneath the hill, Scar ran up to a big man, exclaiming, "Ifor! Someone up there beat us up. Do what you will!" Ifor Stam chuckled coolly. "You deserved it. Who would attack you if we weren't stealing their stuff?" Scar was incensed. "You want to get hit, huh?!"

Ifor snorted, undaunted. "I'm not afraid of you like the others are or have you forgotten how you got that scar? You keep bragging that you got that from another man, when in reality, you're so weak that you can't even cut poultry and hurt yourself!" Everyone was taken aback and soon laughed themselves silly.

Scar was naturally even more furious, being exposed and belittled on top of that. "It's not just us-those people will brag about beating our village! And what, you're now a migrant or something?" Ifor was starting to get annoyed at that. "Don't you dare!"

scoffed. "You're always bragging to everyone that you're the boss of our village! Why

was too inexperienced to see past Scar's goading, and as his temper flared, he barked, "Come with me

see who dares strut

at him as he snapped, "You're the one who was messing with our

was left wondering-how did one man and one

"Oh, just stop already."

smiled in wry

know the name of your village-how could we have shown disrespect? It's that

being exposed, Scar quickly changed the subject. "Shut up! Weren't you being so full of yourself just a second ago? What, cat got your tongue? Come fight

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