Yeah, and you've got a bitch-ass attitude and I'm fuckin' sick of it.

[Alastor would revel in this. He was always such a fan of watching people tear each other apart, this would be the best time for him.

Husk sees Ragna's arm pulse, snarling. He pulls out his knife cards, they start to swirl around his head like angry bees as Husk glowers at the kid.]

I'd like to see you fuckin' try. I can put you in the ground, you obnoxious little fuck.