[b]"You made the mistake of coming after my friend, here. A mistake that has made me very angry.[/b]

"And you won't like him when he's angry." Julian said with a chuckle as the thug turned to Julian to hit him in the face again, only for a blast of energy erupted from the jammer on the billionaire's arm and in the next minute Julian's arm blocked the fist, the robotic strength far superior to the thug's own. Crushing the man's fist in his own, Julian grinned as the other thugs pulled up their arms against him, about to fire, spinning his would be torturer around, to block the shots, the man was hit by several bullets before they stopped firing.  Julian didn't approve of people dying on his watch, but he did know that it could not be helped, after all.

Kieran swooped in to assist him, allowing him enough room to bust out of the chair he was tied to, his arm tearing through the metal with ease. As the thug hit the floor, Julian's arm let him know that the man was still alive, forcing Julian to crouch down next to him, bullets sizzling past him. "All right, lucky for you, this came out of our RnD development last month.." A syringe coming from under a panel in his arm, jamming the syringe into the man's chest, the ensyme within would speed up the man's healing factor by 10,000 percent, effectively healing him fully in a few minutes, afterwards the drug would wear out. Julian grinned as he saw the drug working, the wounds closing, forcing the bullets out as they did, the Thug coming back to conciousness, as Julian shook his head "Not getting off that easy" he spoke, his fist colliding with the man's skull, knocking him out cold.

Julian stood up, jerking his arm forward, the circular forcefield creating a shield for his torso, allowing him to withstand the gunfire while Kieran would battle the rest of the thugs. "Hey, Spectacular man!" Julian shouted, mocking the fact that the Kryptonian still did not have an alias. "You wanna hurry up? I'm running low on juice!" Jullian shouted, lobbing a glas shard around the corner, the shard bounced, breaking off a piece that change it's direction, the shard rolled on the wall in the curve and eventually found it's way to the target hitting a thug directly in the shoulder, forcing him to drop his gun, just like how Julian had calculated the throw.