As Erion stared at Roger, he had a shiver down his spine. That sudden rage had be a lot, and Roger actually hit him once, but it did not hurt him at all.When it was all over he looked back at the now KO graveller that seemed to have been hit by a train, He looked at Roger who now had calmed down, and looked at where he was hit. It was a attack, he though about outrage and back when he fought that dragon.... It did not hurt him, and now this? The more he though about it the more he was confused. It was as if he was also fairy type... but would he be able to use any of those moves? He just did not know. He breath deeply before getting in the car. He looked at Roger. 
"Your gonna need to control yourself a bit when you get into a... destructive mood like that... I was lucky to be able to be... immune to it ironically." he says, looking in front, scratching a bit his own ear. He was still not use to his new body, and being so small really had was limiting him on what he could do. He would need to train up when they will be at a safe space. He wanted to evolve as fast as he could, cause seeing how he will have difficulty keeping up with the rest of the people, it would be best if he had some way to attack better. He knew his... race was not the strongest at all, but seeing how he was a different typing, maybe it came with some strengths and weaknesses.