[Forfeiting? Already? An amused scoff escapes the dhampir as he regards the little fellow with an amused smirk. For some reason, forfeiting this little game never crossed his mind. He wasn't in any mood to play but at the same time, he felt it would be rude to just quit. Unfortunately, he doesn't feel like playing either. So instead of torturing himself further, he decides to take a page from this fellow's book.]

You know what? Forfeiting sounds absolutely delightful right now.

[He suddenly springs up from the ground and hops onto of the hedge beside them. It would've been much easier to catch the other contenders if he actually just gave in and used his powers. However, Augustine was determined to play by the rules. Unfortunately, he's not much of a hunter.]

I blame the alcohol for me joining in this farce. [All jokes ahead, he looks a bit relieved not to be playing anymore. His heart just wasn't in it.]

What do you make of all this?

[He arches his brow as he turns towards the mortal.]

The festival, I mean.