Elf and Titan

Inside the airship, there were four people present other than my group. There was another group of four, two Humans, the other one was an Elven male and last was a Titan male.

The humans had one male and female, they both have ordinary looks with no outstanding qualities. The Elf was handsome, he might be on par with me: he had an odd blue hair. The Titan was big and had bulging muscles and tanned skin, he seemed manly.

The airship was rather spacious and only had one long chair on both sides which could accommodate fifteen to twenty people each. The Elven male was seated across the Titan male.

No one was making a sound, the Elf, the Human, and the Titan was keeping to themselves on each of the four sides of the airship.

The air was thick that I could slice it if I knew how to.

I boarded the ship nonetheless and sat next to the Titan male who raised a brow at the sight of me taking a seat beside him.

As the airship rose from the ground, the Titan who was on my right seemed interested in me and asked, = "Why are you sitting beside me? Leave unless you want to get pummeled. This is my space." =

He is feisty and seemed to have a nasty temper, typical of the warmongering Titan, wait, was I stereotyping him? Well, I'm not wrong so… I am most likely correct.

"I am sitting here because I thought you were interesting. Can I ask you a few questions regarding the Titan Race?"

As for his question, I answered him after my head registered the Titan male's tendencies and remembered their customs and from what I remembered, Titans are honest and like honesty rather than deceit. Hence, my answer.

"Are you messing with me?" The Titan seemed to be enraged for some reason. Is his brain so little he cannot comprehend the honesty I am trying to show? That can't be it… right?

He might be young (I am estimating that he might a teenager) but he was already so big that he was two heads bigger than me. And that big head of his must have some contents, right?

"I am not messing with you, I am merely being honest. I have no intention of getting on your bad side. I don't want to deal with your outburst…"

Swoosh!

A fist flew towards my direction, it was fast, but not so fast that I could not dodge it if I weave my head to the left. But that can't be it, the pressure that passed by me was strong enough to cause a small gust of wind. That kind of punch must have been fast, but how come it seemed slow just a moment ago?

While my head tried looking for an answer, the elf spoke up from the other side of the airship.

"Big oaf, did you just try to hit an elf in front of this Young Noble?" The elf spoke up and turned to look at me and asked, "You, what is your name?"

The elf sounded proud, and that is just his nature. This elf have the same qualities of an ordinary elf, he is good looking, has that air of arrogance and pride around him, but he seemed like a nice guy… kind of.

"It is Xiron."

"Xiron is it? My name is Viryon Lescaletta, come to my side, Xiron and leave the side of the big oaf I don't think even he will fall for another simple spell like before… or will he?"

Viryon who seemed haughty and annoying before smiled and the big oaf of a Titan heard his trash-talking and made a fuss by throwing a punch towards Viryon in irritation.

The air fluctuated and the presence of mana was felt.

"Don't look down upon the great, Van Ragerift!" Van fumed in anger as he raised his fist against Viryon.

Viryon seemed calmed as he raised his hand and the ring on his left hand glowed.

"Bind!" Viryon chanted the spell, and black smoke appeared from his hands and then began binding Van's body.

But that binding was snap almost immediately as Van overpowered the spell. This caused Viryon to jump in surprise as he dodges Van's fist.

As I remain seated I watched them fight and cheered one of them from time to time until we landed somewhere called the Blue Crown Cove.