[He should really be more alarmed for his current situation. With his power curbed, Bahamut would be a serious challenge to defeat, and victory was hardly assured.

Arrogance was an ongoing problem with his race.]

Accident doesn't do this sort of thing. Someone is doing it. And when I find them.. if I can't kill them for it, maybe you can.

[The claw is nearly his own size. A claw alone. It had scales too, like the little ones on his .. wings, he supposed. The claw was a threat but the chuckle, a deep sonorous sound, didn't seem to be. Maybe it wouldn't end in a fight.

Maybe she still had control. Like he rarely did.

After a passing moment, Broly sits back down on the stone in the shadow of that claw, gaze turning back to the mountain defiantly standing. It wasn't going to stay that way for long, he was certain. There were little landslides cascading down one side.]

But you probably don't understand right now. I wonder if you'll remember this when you change back.