Yck stared down Nick with endless malice—for just a second before it was drowned with Dwarf ass.
"Wanna collide into me? Thy can feel the divine fury of dwarven gold!!!"
A fireball flew across the field and fell harmlessly against the dwarf's mighty beard. It was quickly followed by the vakir's voice saying, "Of course, a paltry dwarf like you would be this crass. Thine stupideth brain doth not knoweth how to thinketh!!"
Knowing that the 2 would bicker for eternity, Glynt made a business decision and grabbed both of their skulls before slamming them into each other.
"Sylus, Magnus. Shut the duck up!!"
They crumbled to the ground as they filled the city with their groans.
Turning back to Nick, he saw that Glynt had adopted a wide smile. 'Shet... is he a psycho?!'
"Well, now that that's settled, why don't we begin?"
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