Snippet #2815745

He was used to ridicule, but to be called Pint-sized was a brand new one. Korrin heaved a sigh until he heard the question he always hated being asked. How did he end up being what he is now, as if he had a choice before. That was it, The absolute final straw.

”So you want to know how Eh?” He said, his tone shifting as he spoke through clenched teeth, ”Well, sir It’s like THIS!” The moment he said that Korrin punched the man who was measuring him in the stomach area as hard as he could, the flame overtaking his senses and causing him to see nothing but red.

”Anyone else wants to try their luck?! I’ve got more where that came from!” If no one calmed him down, what little sense Korrin had left dreaded the memory of fighting several men blackout drunk. But, the Flame had crawled and found a good spot to let loose.

”Should’ve approached me with a pint before asking questions like that!” was the thought that was overtaking him. The fighter only put on his best angry warrior face afterwards, getting ready for the consequences of his actions.