John followed Armelia closely, propelling himself up when she began flying. John shook his head at the message. "Who the hell does he think he is, leaving a fucking message!" he growled, pacing the room. "We can't let him threaten us like this. We need to hunt him down. Capture him. Destroy him I don't really care. We should do whatever it takes to get rid of this bastard before he strikes again," John said, his face flushing red from his anger. As much as these people could annoy him, and even though he didn't know Sam, he respected the Titans. They were a team and no one threatened his team.