"What are you-" Reggie was unable to finish his thought when he was slammed into the floor. The twatmunch felt his aura shatter, something he certainly wasn't expecting.
He yelped as his family jewels were hurt, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes in pain. He was going to scream, to ask her to stop, but upon the mention of his father, he popped his eyes open, now glaring back at the girl through his pain.
"I won't... Cry for you, wench!" He spat out defiantly (though a bit high-pitched), just as the scythe wielder was kicked off of him. Instinctively, he went to cup his hands around what's most precious to him, rotating himself so that he would be on his knees, notably hunched over.
"You're... The one who's going to pay for that." He muttered, coughing.
By this point, Silica had pulled out G-12, aiming it at Akel. "Alright, I know how fun it might be to beat the shit out of that snotbag, but I'll have to stop you there. My boss won't be too happy if something serious happens to the prick." She said, not realizing her own pun.