He stands on top of the old, abandoned building with his colorful foam bombs inside that could potentially flood the city with bubbles. It's harmless...but it's annoying. He likes it. He smirks a little, watching as you land across from him. Here we go. He loves fighting you. Onlt because it gives him something to do other that stare and whatever. He crosses his arms, black shirt rolled at the sleeves, smirking at you. He raises an eyebrow as you stand up straight Ah, the princesses arrived.
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