"So we've got a dragon and a raccoon thing, huh? How are you things heroes?" Laharl mockingly asked. He didn't care much either way for all the others. He was confident in his own ability and was sure he alone would be enough to handle everything. Suddenly he was being lifted into the air by his scarf. "Hey put me down!"
"You've got a big mouth you know that kid?" Ichigo said as he held Laharl up.
"Kid?" he said with indingnity, "I'm over eighteen hundred years old!"
"What? A little brat like you?"
"Don't underestimate a demon you big dumbass!" Laharl yelled as he punched Ichigo in the gut. Ichigo dropped him as he clutched his gut and dropped to his knees. Laharl just righted himself and walked off to a rock by himself.
Ichigo sat for a moment, grumbling to himself, before he stood up and glanced in Laharls' direction. "Well he's not gonna be any help. So are you guys willing to fight?"