Alfred laughs loudly, wondering how France would look afterwords. “I feel sorry for France but I’m gonna join you in hurting France. I don’t care if he raised my brother, but if he dare touched him in any wrong way I’ll end him myself!” Alfred grits his teeth, clenching his fists in anger.
Alfred's eyes widen, taking a couple steps back away from the mysterious man. "What the hell!" Dude I swear if this is one of England's magic tricks or whatever then he got me, but if not...then the hero is screwed...big time." He gulps, starting to shake from the ominous glare from the other man.
Hm.... interesting..... very interesting man.
“Dude what the hell are you?! Are you a villain?!” Alfred asks the man getting into a defensive position, not really sure of what might happen.