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Two Thousand Club
Stein, 4th
"Fuckin' brat," Stein mumbled, alone in the ravaged building. He finally washed out all the poison from his eyes, having found a sink, but the burning sensation had stayed with him. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen, and he looked pretty beat up. It was quite the deceiving look, actually, as he had been the one to dish out the beating. In his second battle with the Toxic Dragon of Lamia Scale, Ryos Delmora, he had once again managed to be seconds away from finishing the Poison Dragon Slayer off, only to allow him to escape.
Stein was still enraged. The only thing on his mind was to go find Ryos, and kill him once and for all. He no longer cared much for the challenge that Ryos offered, since he had proven that he was no longer much of an opponent, he just wanted to make the boy pay for embarrassing him twice.
Just as he was getting ready to find his victim, a telepathic message entered his mind.
"It's time to retreat you blubbering buffoon, get back immediately!"
Just the sound of her voice made Stein shiver. She was a scary one.
"Once again, you managed to escape from my clutches, but your final moments are approaching. You better be enjoying them while they last, Ryos Delmora."
After blabbering to himself, since no one else was around, Stein proceeded to head back to Forward Base. Moving quickly, he dashed through the town of Pinnacle, approaching the cliff that overlooked the small trade town. On the top of that cliff, he spotted the abandoned warehouse where the rest of his teammates were likely staying.
Entering the Forward Base, Stein saw Lennix, and some other figures in the guild that he didm't recognize. After all, being an Elite Four, he only associated with the best.
"Yo jackass," Stein yelled out to Lennix, "Did boss get the sheriff to talk?"