"Ugh!"
Then, Hector spat out a small pool of blood and tried to stand up, taking a capsule from his space system.
"It hurts too much!"
"But... it will be over soon!" Hector muttered in a mocking tone himself, then he sneered at Jet, whose face showed smugness and satisfaction.
"I should be grateful for your stupidity! You're always like this..."
...
When Jet heard that, his expression immediately twisted into anger, and he shouted loudly,
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN? YOU DON'T KNOW FUCKING THING ABOUT ME!"
...
Hector smirked, looking at Jet with disdainful eyes.
"No! I know all too well!... You're just a horny dog and the walking disgrace of your family!"
"You—SHUT UP!" Jet roared in rage, glaring at Hector aggressively as if he could kill him with his single look.
"YOU DIE!"
Grashhh!
The sharp sound of Jet's blade scraping against the floor echoed as he charged at Hector, madness filling his mind.
