Caius looked amused as he asked,
"What?"
"Don't even think of denying it," Baler said and his voice rose to an angry tone,
"I've seen you whispering things to him. It was you. You filled his head with that nonsense that he could go to Aylin without coming to me first."
"And who are you?" Caius asked.
"Wha— Are you stupid or what?" Baler asked, "I'm her brother—"
"And of what importance is that to anything? What does it matter that you're her brother? Why should anyone come to you with anything important when you're nothing more than a stuck-up moron with no good qualities to boast of?" Caius asked.
"Why you—" Baler started to say, clenching his fists as he rose from his seat.
"Go on," Caius smirked, "Get mad. Lash out. I dare you."
It was clear that the memory of the Base defense exercise at Combat Magic class two weeks ago was still very much on Baler's mind. And while the memory of that loss should have made him simmer down, he seemed to only get angrier.
