Outside Willow Alley, a few hefty guys from the witch clan strolled out, hauling a few tables. They set the tables up in a row, forming a makeshift arena as Matthew faced off against the chief healer.
"The chief healer's finally here!" someone yelled.
"Chief healer, you're going to crush this loser!" another chimed in.
"What kind of clueless kid thinks he can take on the chief healer?"
"You'd be better off returning to your mom and studying for another 500 years! Don't ride the coattails of the chief healer's reputation!"
"That kid hasn't even spent half the time studying medicine that the chief healer has. What a joke!"
The scornful laughter rolled in like thunder. If Matthew hadn't instilled some fear earlier, they might have started throwing rotten veggies his way.
Standing beside Matthew, Cole was fuming at the insults aimed at his precious master. Yet, he recalled Matthew's advice, 'Don't waste your breath on these clueless fools.'
Turning to the chief healer, Matthew suggested, "Since I'm the one challenging you, why don't you start us off with the first question?"
They agreed to a classic format—one question and the other answer. If either side failed to answer, they would lose.
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