Alfonso's smug smile turned into a snarl as he stepped forward, the FLEX Defender synchronizing with his movements.
"You dare insult me? Where's your pride as a Mercenary?" he growled, his voice echoing through the tunnel.
"I don't have any," Reign said, shaking his head. "But that's not important. You should put your visor, or this will be too easy."
"Or are you using your ugly face as a distraction? Well played." Reign clapped his hands, further mocking his opponent.
Reign aimed to shatter Alfonso's pride and teach him that some mountains were too high to overcome.
"Take out your weapon so I can beat the crap out of you," Alfonso growled, glaring as he prepared his stance.
"Alright, but put on your helmet first," Reign said sarcastically.
The Divergent gritted his teeth, anger burning in his eyes.
"You—" he began, his voice trembling with rage.
He was about to snap when Emy intervened
