Quickly and Cleanly

Aldo's anger completely shattered the table beneath them, causing food to fly everywhere. Luckily, there were all martial warriors and such a simple matter wouldn't dirty them.

It was only after a few minutes of raging that he finally calmed down enough to listen to his long time friend's story. But, that only lasted a while before he was sent into yet another rage.

"You bastard!" Aldo roared. "I entrusted her to you, yet you allow this to happen?! That limp dicked eunuch from the 74th quadrant has no right to lay hands on Giralda!"

"Father!" The young man grabbed his father's arm, trying to hold him back, but to no avail.

The Master was sent flying through the restaurant and into the distance.

Aldo frowned. Although he had lost himself in anger, he didn't apply more force than he thought Marco could handle. The fact his friend was so easily beaten by him proved that he had some internal injuries.