Viral’s attacks were wild and unpredictable and was not shy about going for the guy’s face. He was absolutely raging at this point and didn’t appear to be in control of himself, that or he was going through something extreme and was throwing his rage into how that was affecting his mind. Yumi being beaten when she was already down, it sprung too harshly in his mind and was only forcing out memories he had long tried to keep bottled away. He was driven mad by these memories and it was only getting worse, he hadn’t been taught how to deal with it before and was now on the verge of a rampage. As he tore through the Elite mercilessly he didn’t even stop to observe the damage, the smell of blood was enough to please him. These Elites will pay for their disgusting acts against the defeated, the pain still fresh in his mind and his need for revenge still powerfully rampant in his mind. It didn’t even seem to be about Yumi anymore, just that was the trigger to get him into this state.

With little regard to what the Elite was spouting he continued on his vicious rampage, pressing forward with each step before he was finally booted off his path. Taking a brief tumble he grabbed the ground and forced his claws in, raising back up to his feet as his claws tore up the ground due to how deep they had torn into the ground. Grinning wildly at the Elite in response he slowly started to move towards the attacking Elite, snickering under his breath as he stared at him with a sharp gaze. With barely a care to what he was saying he made a run towards the Elite but his dash was halted as quickly as he started by Ki that was very promptly thrown at him. He didn’t even attempt to block it, but it wasn’t as if he was blasted back like the other times either.

Out of the smoke Viral threw himself forward, still smoking after being hit by the attack as he landed where the Elite had previously been. He was looking pretty terrible at this point but he was still going, his maddened eyes practically glowing; or rather, in fact, they were starting to glow. His energy looked like it was trying to escape his body, it was almost as if he was losing control of it and might overload. Looking around for the Elite he soon spotted him, raising his claws before he started swinging them wildly. With each swing several waves of energy tore through the ground and cut the air, his aim appearing to be either to hit the Elite so he wouldn’t need to jump at him or just to cause as much destruction around him as he possibly could. “All you filthy bastards will die by my hands!! I’ll kill you…I’ll tear you to shreds!! You’ll never take me again! You’ll never take ANYONE ever again!!”