Fights of the Twined siblings
Meanwhile, at around the same time, at the top of a sky-high building, a man stood over the railings.
He was well dressed in a purple suit. He even had a well-fitting tie.
He looked quite handsome. Many might even say that he had a slight touch of femininity about him.
However, he had a head warmer on his head. It was pink to match his suit.
He had a glass of wine in one hand, and the other hand was relaxed in his pocket.
He twirled the red wine in his glass a little.
At the moment, he had his eyes on the Arena in the distance.
He took a sip, and then he sighed lowly.
He turned around and jumped down the railings.
"Would you believe it, brother?" His accent was quite posh and refined: "Father is at his most chiseled crisis, and here our sister is, making plans for her birthday party."