"Shouldn't you consult me before accepting a challenge on my behalf?" Renard confronted Alex as soon as Alex had pulled him, along with their other club members, back to the clock tower.
"Why?" Alex arched an eyebrow. "Did you perhaps have plans to refuse their challenge?"
"That's not the issue here," Renard complained. "The invite is addressed to me, so I should be the one to accept it, not you."
With a faint smile, Alex crossed his arms over his chest. "I'll be honest, Renard. The you right now have no chance to defeat them. You know that too, don't you? That's why you said nothing even when they were shouting insults at you."
The other club members also looked at Renard, waiting for his answer. They were also wondering about the same thing earlier.
Although they weren't very close with Renard, they knew for a fact that the Renard of the past would never hesitate to say yes to a challenge, even if there was a chance he'd lose.
