Whumper holds a recaptured Whumpee by the chin, examining the new collage of bruises and bloody wounds on their body.
“Hmm…they’ve been sloppy with you.”
“Yeah, because you were always so gentle,” Whumpee spits and tries to wrench away, and is immediately met with a blow to the face.
“Sloppy in more ways than one. I guess I need to remind you not to have a smart mouth - not with me.”










