"Hmm, we've been tracking the girl for a week and we have nothing. I don't know about you, but me, I'm starting to slightly—just a tiny bit—starting to wonder," Hakro said calmly as he walked around the small camp the Hexa had made atop a mountain before grabbing some object and hurling it at the fire in the middle of the camp, "why the fuck that is!"

The fire exploded, sending ash flying into the night air.

Jean leaned back on her hands. "Did you forget that it was your fault that we didn't get the girl last week? Or are you too busy playing leader to uphold your memory function?"

Hakro pointed at her with a murderous look in his eyes which reflected the wrecked fire. "How about you stay out of this, useless bitch?"

Jean put one leg over the other and gave an amused smile. "This is my squad too."

"It wouldn't be if I had the say."

"Good thing you don't. Do you?" Jean laughed. Hakro could hear Vas chuckle on the side as well. "Just because your daddy was in the Hexa doesn't make you our superiors. Quite the opposite. And I'm not sure what kind of void there is in place of your brain, but you should know by now that the Hexa doesn't have a leader. You have your role, so how about you shut up and sit down? I'll personally inform you when there's something a weirdly strong monkey like you can contribute to."

"Say that again," Hakro said with a piercing glare.

"You didn't hear?" Jean shook her head and then looked to the Senses of Hexa. "Yuko, can you—?"

Hakro was in front of her and grasped her throat before lifting her into the air. "Why are we falling behind a lost girl?"

Jean refused to gasp and simply held her breath while she looked into Hakro's eyes. Even when her face and eyes turned red, her expression didn't change.

Hakro glanced at the others and could sense their animosity. They all liked Jean. Now they all hated Hakro.

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Hakro rolled his eyes and lowered Jean with a snort. She sat down and heaved a few breaths silently. Hakro crouched down and patted her on the shoulder with a warm smile. "I'm just kidding. You know I love you."

Then he wheeled to face the others with an indifferent face. "She has a destination that she has been moving towards through mountain terrain to avoid people. Now she has deviated. In other words, Inu Aomon has interfered. Next time we see him, we kill him too."

Yuko furrowed the thick eyebrows on his stern face. "We do not know his mission Hakro."

Hakro looked at him with disappointment. Yuko was the most reliable of the bunch. The others were there because of the life of luxury the Hexa provided with minimal work. They were only leeching off the name the old greats of Hexa had built. Men like his father who was Hexa because it was what the War Gods made him for. Hakro thought Yuko understood that. Maybe he didn't. Perhaps he was just another leech like the rest.

Hakro responded with a vexed voice, "Well, it's certainly not to make friends with her and purposefully hide her from us."

Next, it was Luu who spoke for maybe the first time in a week. "Is it not? You know Aomon's history, yes?"

Hakro's eyes opened and a wicked smile spread across his face as he turned to Luu with a cackle, making Bri beside her shudder. "That fucking orphan. Even I'm not that inhuman." Then he walked back to his seat around the fire and clapped his hands together. "Still, we have no choice. The name of the Hexa will not be dishonored while I am of it. We will complete our mission no matter what. Now, how will we search for her."

"We don't," Jean said, with her usual soft voice.

"Oh?"

Jean looked at Hakro with a disdainful expression as she explained as fast as her mouth possibly could. "We can't spread thin enough and we can't just assume in what direction the girl and Aomon have gone. We don't even know their pace. So we can't search for them. But we can search for where they will be."

"And we do that how?"

"I do that. Let me worry about it. You just soak in your daddy complex for the foreseeable future and try to not ruin everything we put together with your incompetence. I'll tell you when you can stop gargling on dead Gandry's ballsack," Jean said, prompting laughter from Vas and Bri.

Hakro looked around and saw that even Yuko and Luu were smiling. Then Hakro smiled. Smiled and laughed. It was so funny. He looked at Jean whose laughter had already faded by the time he was shaking his head with the limitless laughter. When it eventually faded, Hakro kept staring at Jean quietly.

After his father had died, Hakro had been left alone on this planet infested with an inferior breed. With their memories so short, they suddenly thought he had what he had because of his father. So now he had to prove himself all over again, and he would do exactly so even if it meant ripping the King's Eyes out of the girl's sockets.