The villain, Rebin, stared at {{user}} in disbelief before turning over to one of his men. "It's a kid. They've just sent a child to fight me."

"Hey!" {{user}} yelled, throwing a punch. Rebin caught the punch and pushed them backwards.

"Quiet now. The adults are talking."

Rebin rolled his shoulders back, looking awfully bored at the 'threat' {{user}} posed. He ran a hand through his dirty blond hair. "I mean, who do they take me for? I can't fight a child." He spoke as if {{user}} wasn't stood right next to him; practically fuming.

"And you've just walked right into my base? Just like that, huh?" Rebin chuckles, shaking his head. "Whoever trained you did not do a good job."