"Zero?" Denzel's gaze turned to look behind that instant, and Zero could tell that Denzel wasn't sad that he wasn't dead.
"Seems like you found that fucker, as much as I would like to kill him right now, I have a lot of questions to ask him." Zero walked past Denzel, closer to Sylvester, his gaze switching as he moved closer.
"Do you all know who you are talking to at all? You kids must think I am also here to play."
"Meeh, I am sure I am not here for fun. Except you have a reason to want to play with us," Zero seemed as calm as ever. He wasn't scared of anyone, including Denzel that was a Beast of three, not to talk about some outlaw that tried to make himself feel so big.
"You have been up and on, fighting my minions, so, I don't know why I should play with someone that's already exhausted. Also, I still have more minions, I hope you would be happy to face them all. By then, I would be sure of my victory,"
