"YOU! Cheap! Lucky! Son of a bitch! While I was playing nice, you were just playing dirty! Well, fuck that shit! Now you're dead!" Jason's voice rang throughout the entire forest, nothing but rage filling his eyes.
"Heh, tough talk for a fella with a small cock. You're just making up excuses for your failure! Just face it! You're weaker than me and you're a disgrace to your gang!" Moby replied with clear mockery in his voice, not even suppressing his laughter that made Jason's blood boil even more.
"Shut the fuck up! Before I kill you, I'll have fun ripping off your tongue and feeding it to you for uttering those words!" Jason screamed in outrage, as he prepared to snap his fingers when he suddenly noticed that in between his monologue, Moby's figure had disappeared and ran off into the forest.
