"Hmm?"
Nightmare turned his head, looking a bit surprised.
Beside him, Scissorhands was equally stunned. He genuinely hadn't expected this guy to come back alive...
"Wreckhead, you're still breathing?" Scissorhands mocked sarcastically.
"Hey, little scissors, watch your tone when you're talking to your big bro!" Wreckhead shot back arrogantly.
"Oh, you little—!" Scissorhands' eyes flashed dangerously. He was already pissed off enough after losing Giant Boulder Zombie King, and now he was just seconds away from lunging forward and snipping this guy into pieces.
Nightmare quickly intervened, "Scissorhands, stop it! We can't afford to fight among ourselves!"
"Hmph!" Scissorhands snorted coldly, reluctantly backing down, though clearly still annoyed.
Wreckhead raised his hands, trying to calm the tension. "Relax, everyone. Trust me, you'll all be thanking me in a minute."
"What's going on? Spit it out already," Nightmare demanded impatiently.
