Kenjiro, after a moment of dazed recovery, pushed himself up, his face a furious shade of crimson. He looked over at DragonSlayer, who was fuming, his hands clenched into tight fists, his knuckles white. A slow, wicked smirk spread across Bombom's face. He turned his back on the brewing fight, gave a thumbs-up to DragonSlayer, and then sat down on the dusty floor, crossing his legs. "Okay, so here we go, chat..." he began, settling in to provide color commentary for the impending beatdown.
Aokusa Renji looked from the enraged warrior to the casually seated Lily, a confused expression on his face. "You think you're going to defeat me?" he asked DragonSlayer, a condescending laugh in his voice. "You are clearly joking." He smirked, his eyes glinting with a cruel, sadistic light. "I'm going to kill you and make your girlfriend watch."
