Emmanuel breathes a sigh of relief as the dampening field goes down, power flooding back into him, energizing his body once more. "Oh YEAH baby it feels good to be REALLY back in the game! Now it's time to get serious." Emmanuel chuckles, as if he wasn't serious before? Come on man, half health isn't the time to get serious, you should have been so from the start. Not yet releasing his grip on the chains, Emmanuel directs them to wrap up the PscyoPath, restraining him just like Apogee told him to. He makes it so that they don't shock him to death, but they give him a fairly good jolt as it is. In his weakened state, Emmanuel wouldn't be surprised if it knocked him into unconsciousness. Anyway, he's now bound and gagged by the two chains. Emmanuel severs the chains from his feet, leaving him able to move. Before moving however, he makes very sure to suck every last drop of power out of this section of the prison that he safely can, the lights heavily dimming. He doesn't take all of it, cause that could potentially cause more problems. With that, and him having regained a slight amount of power from that, and feeling at least partly refreshed from the field going down, he powers up and bolts off to the maximum security prison ward.
He gets there in a matter of seconds, a sonic boom following him as he breaks through to the ward. Serious business going down here. Portal to who the hell knows where, and Hot Rod duking it out with some man made out of light. That must be the one called Polaris. "Shit, I've only heard stories about that guy. Nasty piece of work." There's nothing to be done about it then. He's been trying to avoid this the whole time, but with Polaris here and ALL the other badguys, there's really no other option. He's just gonna have to do this quick and hit them, well. He's gonna have to hit them like Lightning.
While the others are all distracted, Emmanuel begins his powering up sequence. Taking the Electric Halo out from his pockets, all eight chakrams this time, they attach themselves to different parts of his body, burrowing into his skin, connecting to key pressure points. One each on his hands, shoulders, two on his lower back, one over his heart, and one on the top of his head. Its not a pleasant process, to have eight sharp blades puncture into you, but it's what he has to do to achieve full force. Once in, he begins to channel electricity through them, as much as he can. The Halo acts as sort of an amplifier and rebounder all in one, surging the electricity back through his body to the one in his heart. That's the one that draws upon all the electricity his body produces and stores, unlocking his full might. His scars begin to churn and crackle, lighting up with blindingly bright gold plasma. Powered by enough electricity to run New York City for a full day, in total a massive eleven trillion volts, Emmanuel becomes a fusion of man and lightning.
With Hot Rod having backed up and started firing blasts at Polaris, Emmanuel takes his place in melee range, where he belongs. Acolyte Mode allows Emmanuel to move at lightning speeds, figuratively speaking of course, but still far faster than he can normally move. Launching into a flurry of finger thrusts, Emmanuel aims directly for Polaris's chest and stomach. Should a clean blow land, Emmanuel's fingers will easily pierce flesh, bone, anything really, and he'll then pump as much juice into Polaris as he can. He also doesn't have to worry much about the fire from Hotrod right now. He's superheated, which means he isn't easily burned. This power comes with a price however. Already he can feel his legs tearing themselves apart.