Battle of the Banana

"Excuse me! You're the one who gobbled up my fruits in the first place! Idiot! You're such an idiot!" Rocco snapped, puffing out his cheeks again as tears welled in his eyes.

Rocco hammered his fists against Mahmoud's chest in frustration, each punch light yet filled with indignation.

At that moment, Ragar leaned in with a serious expression and asked, "Young Master, shall I eliminate this insolent one for you?"

Rocco froze mid-punch, his movements halting abruptly.

The mere thought of a Ragar-versus-Mahmoud fight conjured up images of utter chaos—a battle that would surely descend into a scene of carnage.

"No, it's fine…" Rocco stammered, his voice trembling as he tried to steady himself.

Ragar reluctantly nodded his head, though his dissatisfaction was evident.

He had clearly been fully prepared to follow through on his offer.