"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.

his feet. And Silas is holding his own. I've never seen

just watched, biting her

harder, eyes narrowing. These two were really going at it, and it was

was going to step in. So, without a second

but she was too quick. "They're both wild right now,

didn't care. She dove

both Silas and Quentin, caught up in the

a few

glaring at them. "I'm Callie. You're not allowed to hit

the fight abruptly ended. The two bruisers suddenly looking sheepish. Calliope waved

all that, Silas and Quentin were even more hammered, stumbling and slurring, barely

shove all

make sure

Finally, peace and quiet.

a sigh of

staring at her in awe.

replied, shooting him a quick glance. Noticing Mavis

she asked, “Hey Uriah, you

Uriah replied warily, already

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