The Gon in front Lex was taller than him, its bulky frame covered in metallic spikes instead of hair towering above him like a behemoth. This close, the suppression almost like there was a snake wrapped around his body, constricting him, choking him. His lungs refused to pull in air, and a cold chill traveled down his spine reminding him of a time when he used to feel fear.
Amidst the chaos of battle, surrounded by locusts, Gon and the mercenaries, Lex stood still and continued to look at the member of the Gon race in front of him, and wondered if that's all there was to it.
"Is that it?" Lex asked, his gentle yet curious voice spreading through the cacophony of the surrounding battle. "Is that all you can muster after being so superior?"
Lex was genuinely unimpressed. To be fair, the suppression that Grimshaw had on Jack was far superior to what Lex was feeling now, and even that had not stopped Jack, so for this to stop Lex was totally unimaginable.
