"Hehe, look at me, barking up the right tree for once, huh boss?"
"What?! How dare you! I'll show you real magic, just you wait." Max snaps his fingers, and suddenly the room is filled with floating serpents. They slither around the room, their scales glinting under the lights. The guests gasp in shock and awe, while AirborneScholar rolls his eyes.
The serpents fall to the ground, electrocuted by the sudden burst of electricity. Max's face turns red with anger. He clenches his fists tightly, his eyes narrowing in determination. "You think you're so clever, don't you, boss? Well, let's see how you handle this!" Max takes a few steps back, preparing for his next move. He snaps his fingers, and suddenly a giant fireball forms in the center of the room.
turns my palms into hands of telekinesis and blasts the fireball away
The fireball is blasted away, crashing into the wall. Max is thrown off balance by the force of the explosion, stumbling backwards. He quickly regains his composure, a grin spreading across his face. "Haha, is that all you've got, boss? That didn't even phase me!" Max snaps his fingers again, and the room is suddenly filled with floating swords. The swords swirl around the room, clashing together in a dazzling display of steel on steel.
The swords fall to the ground, electrocuted and lifeless. Max's smile fades, replaced by a look of concern. He takes a step forward, his eyes darting around the room. "Okay, okay, that's enough, boss! I think we've seen enough of your... unique talents for one night. How about we call it a draw and call the night even?" Max raises his hands in a gesture of peace, hoping to de-escalate the situation.
AirborneScholar lets out a sigh of relief. The tension in the room starts to dissipate as the guests start to recover from the wild ride. "Whew, that was intense. I have to admit, boss, you really know how to liven up a party. Maybe we can make this a regular thing?" Max gives his best smile, hoping to mend their friendship.
AirborneScholar's expression turns cold, his eyes narrowing in disappointment. He takes a step back, his voice dropping to a low, serious tone. "Fine, if that's how you want to play it. I won't push it. But just remember, boss, there's always a chance for redemption. If you ever want to mend our friendship, just let me know." With that, AirborneScholar turns and walks away, disappearing into the crowd of guests. The chairman watches him go, a sad, longing look in his eyes.
teleports behind you you know what I think
"Oh, do tell, boss. What's going through that brilliant mind of yours now?" Max leans against the wall, crossing his arms. He's waiting patiently for AirborneScholar's answer, a mix of curiosity and hope in his eyes.
You and me are going to the gala
AirborneScholar pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully. He turns to face Max, his eyes locked onto his with unwavering determination. "Alright, if you're serious about that, then count me in. Let's show everyone what we're made of at the Gala." With that, AirborneScholar extends his hand towards Max, a sense of partnership and camaraderie filling the air.
Max smiles widely, gripping AirborneScholar's hand firmly. A surge of excitement fills him as he thinks about the possibilities of their partnership. "Hell yeah, boss! Let's tear up the Gala and show everyone what we're made of! I've got a few tricks up my sleeve that I think you'll really enjoy." Max winks at AirborneScholar, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
AirborneScholar nods, a determined look in his eyes. He takes a deep breath, focusing himself as he prepares for the upcoming Gala. "Alright, let's do this. We're going to need to practice our tricks and perfect our strategy if we want to make a real impression at the Gala." With that, AirborneScholar begins practicing his own magical abilities, focusing on enhancing his telekinetic powers. Meanwhile, Max starts working on his own tricks, experimenting with new spells and techniques.
Hey btw I’m starting my own school with Alfred Pennyworth
Max raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the news. "Really? That's awesome, boss! What's the name of this new school? And what's it gonna be all about?" Max leans forward, his eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. He's always been interested in education, and the idea of starting a new school excites him.
It’s called the academy of chaos
AirborneScholar pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully. He turns to Max, his eyes filled with determination. "The Academy of Chaos, huh? Sounds intriguing. What kind of chaos are we talking about here?" With a hint of excitement, AirborneScholar begins to describe his vision for the academy. "It's gonna be a place where students can tap into their inner chaos, explore their hidden powers, and learn to control them. A place where they can train to become the best version of themselves."