Everyone's jaws dropped as they gaped at Caleb, flabbergasted.Harvit's eyes flashed coldly, and he eventually spoke ambitiously, "Caleb Crawford, was it? Very well—I'll remember that name."Pausing in thought, the then continued, "Lord Danmel and Lord Nispark were being brash, but they didn't actually interfere—""Argh!!! Bleurgh!!!"Suddenly, Caleb punched himself on the chest, cutting Harvit off and turning pale as he coughed a mouthful of blood!Then, pointing at Harvit, he cried miserably, "Look, Lord Executor! Lord Danmel and Lord Nispark are both halfway up the Scion rank! Little old me is so scared by their auras I'm bleeding—and you call that no interference?"Are you going to side with them just because they are fief lords, when you're supposed to be the adjudicator of this Derby? This is clearly unfair, and I'm not content with this outcome! I will take this up with the Master of Arms!" Gasp!Each of Caleb's words were stern, determined, and clearly earnest, and eve
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