the air was dense and heavy, the tension electric and piercing through the silence, His darkened gaze settling down upon the crater dug into the concrete, his brows furrowing as his fists tightened, his knuckles nearly turning white from the brute force of how tightly he balled up his fists. "You don't seem to understand. Earth isn't yours to conquer."

His fingers slowly uncurled from their balled up state, preparing himself if he needed to strike once more.