At the same time Malachi was facing off against 4, Paku himself had finally caught up to 2, the tiny furball looking significantly disproportionate in size compared to his opponent.
"A little rat dares to stand in the way of Master's plan?" The voice of the one numbered 2 rang out in what would've passed for disdain if these guys actually had any form of emotion in their intents.
"Heh! Master this. Master that. Is that all you fuckers know how to say? Can't come up with something else? Or is the fact that you bitches don't have any mouth to talk the reason you're parroting Master like your lives depended on it?" The furry creature didn't even bother holding back as he shot back at 2.
"Your ignorance is the reason you shall fall."
KARANG!!!
The sounds of chains twisting and clashing against each other rang out through the region as the harbinger launched his golden chain forward.
"BRING IT!!" Paku roared as his form enlarged, a fist shooting out to meet the attack, but—
