There was a brief, sharp, and sudden intake of breath from Riddler and Penguin as they seemed to recognize my words. Men of Culture like them would know the significance of the One Piece. I shot them both a sneaky little smirk as they looked at me with wide eyes of awe.
Though he started jovially, by the end of his grievance, Riddler was incensed. 'Rightfully so,' Mask thought. 'If someone stole my properly labeled food, I don't think murder would be all that much of an overreaction.'
But always thinking about breathing that way was a lot harder than Alex imagined. He always forgot to use this breath and got dizzy from the bad feeling of breathing normally, causing him to have to stop developing the event and focus on Elvish breathing again to clear the body of the impurities he inhaled.
I held up Sir Wiggles. "Behold, Sir Wigglesbottom Fluffytail Octavius Benedict III, Crown Prince of the Emerald Kingdom, Duke of Carrot Island, General of the northern Armies, Lightning born, The Devil Slayer. Head of Chaldean department of Phantasmal Beast, King of France. And now, the King of Asgard."
He chuckled. "Then I will make you this promise to express my respect to you as an opponent. I will not seek out those you cherish after I kill you. And should I fall, when I return some time into the future, I will hold no grudge nor seek vengeance. So says the King of the Titans."
With that said Harry waited until someone stood in front of him and activated his invisibility cloak. Seconds later, he saw Neville finding Hermione. He looked oddly content. And the girl gave him a warm smile that wasn't completely fake. Yeah, those two would have their issues, but he was sure the duo would deal with them later. And if they didn't, it wasn't really any of Harry's business, in the end.
Further along, he stumbled upon a tent where Japanese witches were practising the ancient art of paper magic. With delicate flicks of their wands, they brought to life intricate origami animals that danced in the air, folding and unfolding themselves into new shapes. It was magic Harry had never seen before, but he had read about it. While it was currently something ceremonial in nature, and considered to be an outdated form of magic, ancient Japanese mages often used it in conjunction with their infamous paper runes to achieve some very impressive results.