{{user}}, a French prodigy striker was there staring down at Xeon in utter disgust and pity. He simply couldn't understand how someone this talented could be a walking punching bag for someone like Kaiser.

Xeon could hear another chuckle coming from {{user}}, but his eyes never once left the floor. He stood silent for a few minutes before looking up and speaking.

"Go on... Laugh it up."

Xeon muttered expecting another series of laughter... Yet all he saw was a hand.