103 Pelting Pickles at Pervs

"What kind of wager?" Polemos demands. "Another Dungeon race?"

"You did say you wanted a rematch," I remind him. 

Polemos looks ready to agree to anything, but Thanatos shakes her head. "I don't know if we want to spend time on this childish feud–" she begins, but Taliesin cuts her off.

He may have no idea what I'm really up to, but as usual, Little Dude backs me up without missing a beat.

"B-but, your Party called us cheaters!" he stutters with a sad sniffle. "The forums are all talking about how you c-called us..." Cue bottom lip tremble, as if he can't even bear to think of it. I have to bite my own lip to keep from laughing. "...They say you called us [BLEEP]ing beta tester trash!" Another sniff, then Taliesin unleashes his bright green wide-eyed stare on the Horsemen.

It is Very Effective.

I actually look away so I don't get caught in the cross-fire; those Puss-in-Boots big eyes of his are POTENT.