The Timelord's eyes glare down upon the huge being that launched itself skyward at him, flying up at supersonic speed. The Timelord did not bother to read his intent...he knew the outcomes, he knew that this was just the preliminary trading of positions prior to real combat. He had no desire to be engaged by this massive brute at this time, it was simply not the right one. One does not simply force time to do his bidding...effort must be expended, calculations must be made...not just up and ignoring one's prior engagement to go traipsing off after other people. Therefore, as the giant sped towards him, another flash of purple energy lit the sky as the Timelord shifted himself, reappearing in a manner that made him seem to be standing on the wall of a building near the other smaller man, the shock of the teleportation creating a number of stress cracks through the wall. He did not deign to speak with his natural voice, but instead sent thoughts to the warlord's mind. ~[color=662d91]Not a very focused enemy, that one.[/color]~