Vilgax chainsawman

"Hey, scruffy, what's your damage? Are you running with Vilgax, or do you have some shit against me too?"

Denji glanced between Altria, and Mordred, who looked exactly like Altria. Maybe he suspected that there was some previous history here, but he did not look like it was clicking for him.

"It's nothing special, lady. I don't even know who you are. I just wanna sleep on a real bed and eat real food! And as long as I work for Vilgax, he lets me get it whenever I want! Shit's got more benefits than a government job, and all I gotta do is kill whoever he points me at! Actually, I'm kind of a big deal."

He started unbuttoning his shirt for some reason. The buttons stuck past, so he just ripped the rest of it away and exposed his chest. There was a strange mechanical piece dangling from his chest. Like, a pull cord on a chainsaw.

Praetor Denji, Imperial Guard (First Class)

- Round 4