Yep.

It's official.

LeeRoy should not have come to this little corner of the Multiverse. 

The man who was just in the hole and buried beneath his ship was now in the air above his head, a single jump had sent him soaring through the air like a bird. So he was indescribably strong. Scratch that. He was so strong that he threw incredibly heavy star ships through the air as though they were fucking nothing. That's how strong he is. And he has a hundred feet of vertical jump. This guy's like fucking Original Superman. LeeRoy groaned and marched up to the giant muscular jerk and pointed his finger at him accusingly. "Yes, that's my ship! You wrecked my ship! You hit my fucking ship!"

'What.'

Ignoring the voice in his head he continued screaming at this gargantuan man, not really caring about his safety at this point. "You're damn right it hurt! You hit my ship! How the hell did you not only hit my ship, but crash it, and then survive the crash!?" The screaming continued like that for a little while until LeeRoy ran out of breath and then just sat down in the sand. LeeRoy was done screaming, he was done caring, he was just done. What kind of backwoods universe had he stumbled into? What's next, that fucking hill over there standing up to beat the hell out of him? Probably, but he just couldn't find it in himself to care.

"I've just got one question left. Are you the bitch of some god?"

'What the hell, LeeRoy, this guy could probably rip you in half!'

"Yeah I've been through worse."