He processes this.
A long time.
It's...sort of like watching a volcano in slow-motion.
"Son of a BITCH!" He flashes so strongly into his true form it blinds the sky momentarily over Los Angeles in purple. Ohu may sense danger now. It's not directed at anyone here, but he could level a few city blocks in Manhattan."
He is too mad to talk. He can barely see.
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