Nathaniel Nathan's employees were all snickering. "We've seen fights before, of course, but we've never seen someone get beaten up this badly."
"Deputy General Manager Caldwell, your fighting skills have really slipped! Want to come train in our camp for a bit?"
"With Deputy General Manager Nathan here, he'll have you whipped into shape in no time."
Sheldon Caldwell silently cursed. 'Nathaniel Nathan is such a cold and aloof person, so how did all the employees under him turn out to be such hooligans?'
'But every single one of these hooligans is also terrifyingly strong!'
'Just what kind of monster is Nathaniel Nathan?'
He suddenly felt like a complete idiot. 'Fighting a monster like that? Wasn't that just asking for a beating?'
He turned and shook a fist at the employees. They just laughed cheerfully and dispersed.
Sheldon Caldwell's employees, on the other hand, walked over looking dejected. Someone tried to help him up.
