[Kaladaar]

With the Last of his Ganymede Time Bomb on its way down his throat, Kal looks up, sees one very ugly brute hovering over him. "Your chair, sorry, I was unaware." he offered... "Tell you what, if you can tell me how long the 100 years war Lasted, you can have your chair, or is that too difficult a challenge for you?"

While Primitive grunts and scratches his head searching for the answer to the question, Kal gets up, slips stealthily past the giant of a man and disappears into the crowd, chuckling quietly to himself.