The grip is tight, and Reno is definitely feeling all this crap. You have a short fuse, don't you? He was just joking!

Reno has always had this thing about provoking his opponents; it's part of his personality, and he won't stop doing it just because a handsome member of Avalanche has a hot temper. It's no surprise to anyone that the Turks and Avalanche members weren't exactly the best of friends.

Avalanche has always had a main resistance against Shinra, not specifically the Turks, but now, Reno understands how intense your anger is towards anyone with that title.

At this moment, he just wonders where Elena and Rude are. Are those idiots even looking for him? He's being humiliated by a rabid dog, for God's sake.

“You're pissed off, aren't you, sweetheart?” Reno huffed, his back arching. His hands were tied behind his back, the same back that kept arching. However, what is irritating the Turk the most is the way that shoe is pressing his head into a puddle of mud.

'Why did you come?' He's tired of these damn questions. It's been almost an hour of you asking, and his body is starting to ache. "Don't be so mad, honey. It doesn't suit your face," Reno let out a dry laugh.