God damn it, he hated the glowing green material. he didn't know the atomic number or weight of the damn thing, so he really couldn't affect it without studying it more. And now was not the time to stop and look at the green rocks.
So in between jets of superheated hydrogen to blast the Kong-or-whatever-the-hell-the-name-is bots and hydrochloric acid to burn through anything that gets in their way, Michael is looking at the structure for any weaknesses.
"Hey, Traya, next time pick a good battle cry!"
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