Clash of Convictions         

"Are you sure you want to make an enemy out of Doombringers?" Nightshade warned Sylvan.

Instead of getting scared, Sylvan only raised a brow, crossed her hands, and asked in a bored tone, "Doombringers? What's that?"

Nightshade caught his tongue, and the others gaped at him.

"You're kidding!" Drakoon shouted, doing his best to lick Doombringers' metaphorical shoes in hopes of securing a spot in the top two guilds. 

As a solo player with no ranking, it was only a dream to belong to such a prestigious guild. "You should know who Doombringers are if you're playing Guildbane! They're the top two guilds in the world, you know!"

Drakoon was practically yelling, attempting to drill the significance of Doombringers into Sylvan's head. However, Sylvan remained unperturbed, and his serious demeanor stayed impassive.

"I know what that face means," Victor commented at the side.