"Boohoo, my wig..." After Achill's utterly inhumane abuse, Laxus held a handful of black ashes, too miserable even to cry. "You monster..."
Achill had roasted him like a human kebab. Although his powerful Dragon Slayer lightning had protected him from burns, the wig he used to hide his bald head had made the ultimate sacrifice...
After stamping his feet and beating his chest in anguish, Laxus turned a bitter, grief-stricken gaze on Achill, who was devouring roast meat nearby, as though he were looking at his mortal enemy.
"Please stop looking at me like someone just screwed you in the ass, Jiesè..." Achill kicked Laxus to the ground, took several ravenous bites of the roast meat in his hands, and said flatly, "If you ruin my appetite, your master will get very vicious!" As he spoke, he raised the stripped bone, as thick as a thigh, and began hammering it against Laxus's gleaming bald head!
"Don't get so damn cocky, you monster!" Laxus sprang from the ground and lunged viciously at Achill, lightning blazing all over his body!
"That's my line!" Achill tossed aside the stripped bone, rushed forward, and seized Laxus's gleaming skull. Ignoring his futile struggles, he repeatedly smashed his head against the enormous rock he had been sitting on! As he pounded away, he swore, "Don't get so damn cocky, you lightning-spewing bald monkey! Now you dare betray your master and disgrace our lineage?! You've got some nerve, you bald monkey! Do you think I really wouldn't finish you off?! Huh?!"
"Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—" Amid a string of dull impacts of flesh against stone, Laxus's gleaming forehead repeatedly made intimate contact with the venerable boulder!
"Don't think I won't beat you just because you're bald!" Achill held the back of Laxus's head and slammed it