Saren walked out of the house slamming the door behind him. He took out a cigarette, and lit it taking a long drag from the cancer stick. He was very angry, as he had let his guard slip. Around a hero that was like asking for a knife in his back, he began to pace as he shook his head. He flicked his cigarette onto the ground then activated his armor, and took off towards the city. He was trembling he was so mad.