[center][color=khaki][h3]Azga the Amazing[/h3][/color][img]http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll12/Shiori_Utsuri/cutmypic_zps5eyzku11.png[/img][/center]

Azga merely smiled at Crimson Streak and folded his arm, as small hmph under his breath. Before he could respond, the Green King made his appearance, causing the blonde avatar to tilt his head into his direction. 

A small chuckle lulled in his throat. 

[color=khaki]"What a remarkably catty thing to say,"[/color] 

Azga flicked out his arm, glitching into his hand a familiar, trademark pair thick eyeglasses which he pushes over his eyes whilst tilting his tall form down just a little, his hand on his hip and a smirk on his face.

[color=khaki]"Could it be that... you're jealous? Eheheh..."[/color]

The mage winked at the Green King, merely teasing, his deep voice full of depth and saccharine. He straightens, flicking his hand up with it. As he does so, the glasses on his face also are tossed upward despite him not touching them and vanish, glitching into air. 

[color=khaki]"If this is the best you can do... you've something of a rude awakening coming to you, Verdant Grin."[/color]

With a grunt, Azga kicked himself over behind Crimson Streak. He brings his mage staff up, tossing it into the air. Glitching in the air, Azga moves his arms back, the staff switching over to two arm braces with grenade launchers landing elegantly along them. He pumps his arms back to charge them, then aims them, fingers spread, over Streak's shoulders. Six rounds go off at once aiming for Verdant Grin.