Collector was standing infront of Traveler, his hands almost trembling, Traveler with a blank cold stare.
And then, out of that mouth, these cold words came out
Traveler: You Traitor... Y-You killed him, it's your f-fault
Collector: What? No! Trust me James, i didn't do anything!
Traveler: It's your fault... YOUR FAULT THAT HE DIED!
*Traveler teleported to Collector and punched him far away, but Traveler teleported again to Collector and caught him*
*Traveler was trying to snaps Collector's neck but Collector grabbed him and threw him away*
Collector: Stop doing this! I don't want to fight you.
*Traveler teleported to Collector but Collector punched him instead, the knock back pushed him quite far away*
Traveler was tired already, he was in bad shape, but suddenly, Collector felt an aura... An aura he would have wished to never feel again
Traveler: I k-know I can't beat you...
But i know who did...
He beated you once didn't he? His power was godly...
And that man... He.... I am his son
*His fist was surrounded by a dark red flame*
Traveler: And guess what? I don't care who dies, I don't care what happens to this planet.