"Listen, I will fight on my own this time. I'm going to show you all that I'm many times stronger than you think," Master said before we entered the gate to where the final test will be.
He's really angry from the doddles on his face and how the Giant King and I looked down on him. He's really going to show his full strength here.
"Sure, Master. Go ahead," I said.
"You're still calling him 'Master' at this point?" the Giant King asked.
"I said it before that I'm used to it. You're the Giant King and Grima is Master. Though with each proof that I'm stronger than him, the more depressed Master will be because I kept calling him Master. How can a master be much weaker than the disciple, right? His pride keeps on being attacked the more powerful I am and the more I called him Master. This is fun. And I don't want to bother changing how I call you two," I said.
"He always had problems with names. Let him be or he will start calling us names we don't want to have," Master said.
