"Marcus, you complete and utter jerk!"
Jade scrambled onto his back, her fists pounding against his shoulders and back with surprising force.
"You mangy creep! How dare you lay a hand on my sister!"
Jade, had just turned nineteen this year. While her figure was slender and athletic, she was still relatively petite, which made it easy for her to scramble onto Marcus's back and launch her assault.
Jade didn't ractice any combat arts, so her small strikes were harmless. The flurry of blows not only had no effect, but the rhythmic pounding felt more like a clumsy, if pleasant, massage, which Marcus barely registered.
"Marcus, you absolute creep, get off her!"
Jade, much like her older sister, Crystal, had a limited vocabulary for insults. "Creep," "jerk," or at worst, "absolute creep" were her go-to phrases. The lack of originality was both annoying and strangely endearing to Marcus.
