There were plenty of ugly mutilated species in the galaxy, many of them carving out an existence in the seedy underbelly of society. That didn't bother him one bit, not when he had a hold of the cloaked figure. He walked forward, keeping the figure in the air, choking the man slowly and with relish.

This one had tried to hurt Willow. He'd pay for such trespasses, as his brother would say.

If allowed to, he would kill this man without hesitation. Brute had reappeared again, groaning out a sound of victory.