In the past, he'd have flown into a rage, screamed and swung, and tried to blindly hurt Szayel for speaking about Kadaj's mother that way. It didn't work, though. If you wanted to make a point, it was better to be controlled about it.
He'd learned that while he was gone. He had to control his temper. An attack made in anger was a stupid attack.
He stared at Szayel for a moment, and then chaneled his chakra, shifted his foot, and pushed a spike of rock up out of the ground underneath one of Szayel's chair legs.
"Don't talk about my mother that way," he said, sounding a little more unstable than he'd intended, but getting the point across nevertheless.
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In the past, he'd have flown into a rage, screamed and swung, and tried to blindly hurt Szayel for speaking about Kadaj's mother that way. It didn't work, though. If you wanted to make a point, it was better to be controlled about it.
He'd learned that while he was gone. He had to control his temper. An attack made in anger was a stupid attack.
He stared at Szayel for a moment, and then chaneled his chakra, shifted his foot, and pushed a spike of rock up out of the ground underneath one of Szayel's chair legs.
"Don't talk about my mother that way," he said, sounding a little more unstable than he'd intended, but getting the point across nevertheless.