Scene LXI — Respect for the Wife.

Steps filled with threat, resounding as they met the ground were given by her Barbaric Spouse whose intensity reverberated the air as the menace he was, approached the equally dangerous men finding entertainment in the young one’s unskillfulness

“Ivahr! Don’t throw tha axe, darn imp! Beasts aren’t idiotic. Losing your weapon makes you their dinner instantly. Hmph.. you won’t survive if ya keep being this useless, HaHa!”

The familiar and loud laughter of a man she had seen escape was heard as more distance was closed into the training grounds of the wild ones.

“Shut that mouth, pathetic Hrom! I’ll do better than you!”

“HaHa! HA!” — Amused, a mocking laugh was spouted by the lenient Hrom, who rested comfortably inside a loose trunk near the place a handful of young wild ones prepared their skills.

Resonating intensely, accompanied by the rest of the audience of men that also laughed at the unbelievable words the kid had dared to say.