“Get out of my way,” Natsu growls through his gritted teeth.

He was losing control, and quickly. After believing Lucy had died, the Natsu everyone knew had faded, losing his humanity to the burning sensation in his body. White, hot rage.

His skin had darkened, his hands had grown claws, his eyes had turned to slits. This was the true form of Etherious Natsu Dragneel. And it's terrifying.

You stood, exhausted from previous battles. “I said move,” he seethes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”