Trash... Yeah, I suppose that was a word used often to describe Jeff. Whether it be for his inventions or his many clumsy moments, time and time again the word trash would be used to describe him, and perhaps they were right on that regard, or so Jeff kept thinking as his heart sunk further and further from the man's insults until he finally hit the point of rock bottom where he felt ready to finally throw in the towel. At least that's what he thought. Afterall he wasn't just talking about him, but the many people here and especially his best friend who always up until this point, sarcastic witty insults and all, stood by him.
"No...."
Jeff could from deep inside him feel a power pulse from inside him as the wind began to stir past the trees slowly picking up velocity and cycling around him and the villagers.
"Dacer might have been a sarcastic jerk at times, but he definitely wasn't TRASH. NOR IS ANYONE ELSE HERE!"
The wind continued to pick up further as Jeff's voice rose, the force of the wind now slicing through some of the trees surrounding the area. Jeff at this point was struggling even more now and could slowly feel the electricity's grip on him weakening.
"If [color=ed1c24]ANYONE[/color] here is [color=ed1c24]TRASH[/color]! It's the blonde [color=ed1c24]OAF[/color] who gets off thinking that picking on defenseless people is a good pastime! [color=ed1c24]AND I WON'T STAND FOR IT!!![/color]"
"[color=ed1c24][b]DIE!!!!!!!!![/b][/color]" Jeff yelled as he broke free from the electricity with what seemed to be a huge burst of wind that pushed him out of it while launching him straight at the blonde man. Almost instinctively he then raised out a fist and aimed it at the man's chest and the wind followed it launching at the giant like an spiraling missile of wind blades ready to piece and slash right through him.