"Not bad, I guess," Julius muttered.

"We'll have to keep an eye on him," Norton chimed in, voices low and suspicious.

Quentin staggered to his feet, a crooked grin on his face. "Alright, come on, you and me-let's spar for a bit."

"Wait, you mean a fight?" Silas stood up too, eyes widening in surprise.

"I need to know you can protect Callie," Quentin said, suddenly sounding way too serious for how much he'd had to drink.

"Fine, bring it on," Silas replied, rolling his shoulders.

The two of them tromped out onto the lawn before Calliope could stop them. Within seconds, they were brawling like two college football players after too many beers.

Naturally, Calliope and Dahlia hurried out to watch, joined by Julius and Norton, who immediately started cheering for Quentin like this was the Super Bowl.

After a while, it dawned on the tipsy crowd that no one was rooting for Silas, and soon enough, Julius and Norton were arguing about whose side they should actually be on.

"Your brothers are a riot,” Uriah said, standing next to Calliope.

"They're just drunk," Calliope replied with a frown.

Silas is holding

biting her lip, clearly

landing harder, eyes narrowing. These two were really going at

realized nobody else was going to step in. So, without a second thought, she

Uriah tried to grab her arm, but she was too quick. "They're both wild right now, you'll

She dove right

both Silas and Quentin, caught up

what she was made of. With just a few slick moves, she

declared, glaring at them.

bruisers suddenly looking sheepish. Calliope waved Dahlia and a couple others over

more hammered, stumbling and slurring, barely able to keep their eyes open. In the end,

all four

rooms, just to make sure no more brawling broke

Finally, peace and quiet.

out a sigh

was staring at her in awe. "You're seriously

me," Calliope replied, shooting him a quick glance.

“Hey Uriah, you

what?" Uriah replied warily,

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