Bell & Norax

“Oi firebox, thanks for that nice case.” Norax grins meanly. “Yes, thank you.” Bell says, deliberately pushing me so I almost spill my coffee. “Good grief, was that neccessary?” I growl. “Not my fault you're in the way.” Bell says, blocking the way for me. “Move out of my way.” I grumble, still my coffee cup in hand. “What, can’t you magically pass by?” Bell doesn’t move. I hate him so much. Him,Nolan and that little pushover Norax.Those cybernetically enhanced idiots, looking down on people like me who prefer to rely on magic[...] “Get out of my way.” I gnarl. “Or what? Blast us into pieces?” Norax positions himself next to Bell, crossing his arms[...]“Get out of my way.” I raise my voice. “You’re repeating yourself, tinderbox.” Bell chuckles. “Three times the charm. Out of my way!” My pulse quickens. This feels like being bullied in school, just worse. “Or what?” Bell leans in.