Onslaught then raised his voice and said, "Then everyone asks me, Why are you weak? Why are you unremarkable? Why can't you do what Ragnarok did? Aren't you supposed to be stronger than him? Aren't you his son? Don't you know that he is great? Why not be great like him?"
"Again and again, they ask me useless questions. Clearly, I'm not as talented as my father," he finished, folding his arms and glaring at them.
"Someone here has daddy issues," the young swordsman said, drawing a bout of laughter and chuckles from the small crowd.
"Alright, alright. Let's stop teasing Onslaught, who appears to be the budget version of Ragnarok, anymore," the eagle said in jest.
This drew another round of laughter.
One by one, they dropped jokes which lightened the atmosphere but pissed Onslaught off. After a while, Onslaught couldn't take it anymore.
He flicked his tail and said in annoyance, "If all you want to do is make jokes, then I should leave. I have better things to do."
