HUFF!!!!
HUFFF!!!!
He exhaled sharply, his breathe ragged and uneven.
He tried to catch his breathe...and when he finally did catch his breathe.
He glanced at the corpses of the five monstrosities.
They had indeed tried their best to avenge their fallen comrades...if they had faced a disciplined guy...then perhaps they might have indeed succeeded in killing him...but unluckily for them.
They just had to face someone like him...someone that didn't care about the method used to win or achieve victory.
All that matters is that he comes out victorious. After all...history is written by the winners...not by the losers.
So...why must he care if the method he uses to win is dirty or not.
He isn't a righteous or disciplined guy...and he also never plans to be one.
Removing all these thoughts from his mind. At the end of it all...none of this really matters.
