Eryx's hand went through the piece of nothing, was it a shadow? It continued and dispersed into the wall though he noted it had actually punctured two of the others in the room. He looked up at the woman who was speaking, conspirator, angry and afraid. "You're a pet, not a member of the team. Keep your collar on and sit, in that alone you were more aggressive than the retarded child and the angry boy there. And you-" He looked at James, his perception slowed as he discovered another part of his ability. It felt weird to him but he zoomed in on James, inspecting the skin and muscle tissue. It was much too thick, the muscle fibers numbered in the thousands numbered in the tens of thousands. This mans physical makeup was entirely inhuman and caused Eryx to step back, dodging the man would be as easy as anything else but hurting the small behemoth was another matter entirely. "You're a tank." Eryx muttered, attempting to study him further. [@Vaulter]