"Hiccup!" Bernie didn't seem to realize what had just happened as he raised his hand once more, pointing it at the beggar who was now walking towards him. "Come here! Hiccup! You must be very, Hiccup! Afraid! Right? Right?!"
"Yeah, I am," Apollo said, but his calm voice told otherwise. He could actually cut the projectiles the thin man was throwing and hadn't even put much strength behind it, only raising his sword out of instinct. However, just to make sure, he wanted to confirm it again. "Throw another one, maybe it will kill me this time."
Hearing this, Bernie felt like he was being humiliated. "I'm only playing with Hiccup! You! You really want to die, huh?! Then take this!"
A red whirlwind was hurled towards the beggar, tearing the grass on the ground while a strong whistling sound echoed in the area.