Arguing With A Greedy Dude
"Are you afraid? Humph, I knew that would be the case," that damn bastard kept taunting the owner of that voice.
One thing was certain for now… whatever that paragon connected this world to, it wasn't a place he held any control over.
In fact it looked like there were deep wars between his race and the owner of that voice.
"A weak figure is trying to show up in front of the mighty me? A hegemon of your kind won't dare to speak in such a way to me at any time, kid!"
"Empty words," the paragon kept taunting him, and I had no control over this situation.
My heart… My guts told me something bad, really bad was going to happen if I didn't stop him. But aside from my curse, I had only my technique and my boys here to silence him.
"Hit that motherf*cker," as I sensed such an urge to stop him, I didn't hesitate to shout, "kill that bastard!"