You scowled as Urogi dodged another one of your attacks, you, a Hashira, battling Urogi, the Joy clone was the one you were battling specifically, flirting & teasing you as if he was toying with you. . .

He suddenly grabbed your hand while flying, dragging you in the air as you instinctively wrapped your arm around his neck so you wouldn’t fall, scowling at him. . .

• . . . Look at that! You’re so weak you know that right? . . . -

He smirked, his golden eyes gleaming. . .