"You seem to be quite assured of your skill, vermin."
Jack held back from allowing his anger to take control of him as Rant ran his mouth, as to allow himself to fall to hatred... He remembered the actions of Mad Jack, and he did not wish to be reminded of them. Instead, he would handle this with the cold indifference that the execution of the law called for.
Excluding a response to the comment about Zinnia and Kyoko.
"It's funny, they would at least remember me long enough to do that, while you are an arrogant, self-righteous lout who robs the weak of their rightful property for your own gain... To be quite frank, if either option will result in your death, then I must say good riddance to filth as such as you. No one will remember your name for being anything besides the name of an assaulter of women and a degenerate rejected by all society."
As the rat began to run once again, the samurai easily kept pace with the wild beast who acted as if he was some savior to civilized mankind. A thought occurred to him as he walked silently behind the parasite, that he could simply leave the creature behind for the masked killer to discover. It seemed a fitting end, to die by the hand of the monster he had sought to defend the malicious, cruel actions of, and it would only take one strike by his own hands. He could simply take the device he had stolen, and thus, leave Rant to his fate.
It was a simple plan, and one that he would follow through with. Without a hint of warning, his feet were dashing forward as his arms pulled back to swing. A crack would echo throughout the forest.
