"Is this really the person you admire, BOSS? He doesn't look like much to me!"
Betty hopped down from the broken wall and looked at Doflamingo, whose neck Chaos had gripped. Blood streamed from all seven orifices. It was a horrifying sight.
He looked miserable.
She'd thought he was some big shot, but he looked so utterly wretched now that she couldn't say much for him.
Even beneath the grime and blood, his pallid, drained appearance was impossible to hide.
"He's still a hot-blooded young man now. Give him some time, and he'll become a real powerhouse."
Chaos tossed Doflamingo aside like a piece of trash. He crashed to the ground, vomiting blood, his face twisted with rage and resentment.
Doflamingo felt utterly humiliated.
Chaos had ravaged his soul, his will, and his body, leaving him completely broken. The sheer contempt and disregard had nearly made his chest explode with fury.
He would never forget this day for the rest of his life.
One day, he would have his revenge on this man and repay today's humiliation tenfold.
"BOSS, I don't think he's given up. Look at that expression—he's practically breathing fire. He'd love to grind you to dust and scatter you to the winds."
Betty circled Doflamingo twice, like someone admiring a monkey at the zoo. She taunted him, twisting the knife in his heart and showing just how gleefully she'd kick someone while he was down—and how happy she was to be Chaos's accomplice.
"Oh~"
Chaos played along, looking exaggeratedly surprised. Then, with a casual air of contempt, he said, "Too bad he couldn't even take one punch from This Emperor. What a weakling."
"BOSS, you're amazing! I admire you so much!"
Betty's eyes sparkled. She clapped excitedly like a lovestruck fangirl, practically ready to throw herself into