"Darren, don't!" Ethan yelled in alarm.
"You don't know what he's capable of!" Joe added frantically.
Darren ignored them, glaring at Dylan with contempt. "You know we can't have this! It is a sacred tradition of the Black Skulls that you cannot simply get out of the gang without taking a severe beating! By running away to wipe tables, you have sullied our tradition!"
"But it is also the tradition of the Black Skulls to follow whoever is the strongest!" Nathan countered immediately, holding his chin up with unyielding pride.
"You can't be serious about Sir Dylan beating you three?" Darren spoke with slight annoyance.
"Hm, is that so?" Dylan chimed in smoothly, resting a hand lightly on his hip as he analyzed the conflict identifying a simple solution to their conflict, "Then it wouldn't be a problem if I just beat you, right? Then I will be the boss, and everything about these traditions of yours will be solved."
