Fights of the Twined siblings

Meanwhile, at around the same time, at the top of a sky-high building, a man stood over the railings.

He was well dressed in a purple suit. He even had a well-fitting tie.

He looked quite handsome. Many might even say that he had a slight touch of femininity about him.

However, he had a head warmer on his head. It was pink to match his suit.

He had a glass of wine in one hand, and the other hand was relaxed in his pocket.

He twirled the red wine in his glass a little.

At the moment, he had his eyes on the Arena in the distance.

He took a sip, and then he sighed lowly.

He turned around and jumped down the railings.

"Would you believe it, brother?" His accent was quite posh and refined: "Father is at his most chiseled crisis, and here our sister is, making plans for her birthday party."