"Checkmate, Shye Crowley." Percy's voice sounded, a few tones deeper than usual.
On his face was a serenely confident smile as he pointed his tachi at Shye, all while in a "cool" sideways pose.
'This poser…' Shye mused, smiling mockingly at the delusional rookie.
"Hahahaha! What checkmate? Look at yourself, you look dusty and ugly as heck. I think you're the one about to collapse!" He insulted, bringing yet another wave of intense frustration in Percy's heart.
Shye had been mocking him since earlier, yet, people still took the bastard's side, laughing at his mocking words aimed at him.
'Being a kind and approachable person…is it truly a disadvantage in the world?' The poser lamented as though he was one such person.
"Hmmph! I see that you still don't understand the position you are in. Fine then, let's continue!"
"Yeah, just continue. I don't even understand why you stopped attacking just to pose, idiot."
