Devil Race Is Just A Bunch Of Bully

Kirzin's face paled as Ramu swung him a little too hard, and before he could stop himself, he vomited.

The crowd's laughter turned into groans of disgust as his stomach contents splattered onto the ground—and, unfortunately, onto a few unlucky bystanders.

"Ugh, that's nasty!" one of the Athas recoiled, wiping at his legs with a look of revulsion.

"Ewww!!!"

"Did he really puke?! That's disgusting!"

"Aww... Poor Kirzin, isn't it too much?"

"Right? That Atha ethnic needs to relax a bit."

The crowd quickly split into two groups: one half cringed in disgust, their faces contorted with horror as they watched Kirzin's humiliation unfold.

"Serves him right," someone muttered, earning nods of agreement from those who felt Kirzin was getting exactly what he deserved.

On the other side, a group of women exchanged uneasy glances. "Shouldn't someone stop him?" one whispered, her voice barely audible over the din of the crowd.