Trapped inside the pond, Hiraan wrinkled his nose as it started itching. With his eyes ablaze, his gaze darted to the skeletal figure, wearing his clothes and lounging upside down on the mulberry tree as he munched on the bones. How audacious of this skeletal ghost to deceive him and capture him naked in the pond!
He decided to take care of his nose first, which was begging for a satisfying scratch. "Hey, skeleton! My nose is itching. Come, and give it a scratch."
Betaal's giggles echoed akin to the haunting laughter of a ghost. "If it was your flat butt that was itching, I would gladly give it a good scratch,"
"You shameless pervert! How dare you insult my ass! The courtesans in my Kingdom would fight tooth and nail to grab a handful of my juicy peaches," Hiraan scolded. First, that backstabbing Arazhan called his balls peanuts, and now this skeleton has the balls to mock him for having a flat butt.