*He glared at him, that rage beginning to swell and stir within him. The said rage he contained was making the environment around him change. It was something that happened when anger crept up inside of him. Weather manipulation. A technique that he hadn't perfected yet which his kind used back home. The damn thing would usually go haywire when he got pissed. A loud clap of thunder streaked across the sky and a bolt of lightning was sent crashing down a few feet away from Russell. His next words he said through gritted teeth but they were still understandable.*

Are you trying to tell me what to do?