Old Seventeen narrowed his eyes and placed the straw against the owl's chest.
"Holy shit! Bro! Calm down! Calm down! You can't do this, seriously! Swords have no eyes, watch out and don't hurt the bird! I am a state-protected animal of the second class, you know!"
"Stop yakking about useless stuff. Since you saw it, spit out everything you saw right now! Otherwise, I'll shove this straw straight into your gallbladder! Give you chronic indigestion from now on!"
Chapter 580