"Dammit to hell!" He roared as he stepped into the townhouse. He slammed the door so hard, the whole thing snapped off and went flying into the yard leaving a gaping hole. "Oh for fucksakes!" He rolled his eyes and let the helmet of his suit fall back.

"Gladio I just broke your house!" He hollered, unsure if his friend was even home or not. With a heavy sigh, he went and picked up the door and carried it effortlessly back. He examined the material of the wall to see how best to fix this. "Your friends are also douchebags and I think they might show up with pitchforks and torches in a couple hours to lynch me."