The last thing Grey expected was to have a human projectile sent flying at him the moment he wanted to walk out. Though, he was ready for it nonetheless.
An attack he probably could have seen coming.
One like this was very different, though. He was a bit speechless about the whole thing.
"Squirt?" Grey stepped out completely and plopped the boy down. "You need better hobbies, kid."
Squirt was still shaken up about the whole thing and didn't have a smarmy reply ready.
"I…" his voice trailed off.
If he had been thrown into the trial just now his life would have been basically ruined, but at least he would survive most probably. The problem was that he wasn't really flying toward that portion of the gate, his head had been moments away from slamming into the arch itself.
