504. Sylvester—Fighter, Singer, Actor 

"Buddy, are you drunk?" 

The five Grand Wizards, who had never been talked down to in years and never had to fight someone overwhelmingly stronger, took Sylvester's words as a mere joke. A man they knew wasn't a Grand Wizard making threats to them didn't seem very menacing. 

"Just fetch us more wine and food, boy. You still have a long way to go before challenging us." said the eldest member of the five. He was five foot tall, brown-skinned, and with short white hair. He had nothing on his body besides pants, but his torso was covered in scars, telling the tales of his adventures. 

Sylvester had no time to waste, so he made his move. "As you wish." 

Boom!

Sylvester's feet dug into the marble floor and shattered it into a wide crater. Like a spear, he launched himself forward. His trajectory was fixed on the oldest Grand Wizard, aiming directly for the center of his chest.