Phaser sighs, and smacks him upside the head, knocking him over. He then cocks his head slightly at Copperhead. "Where are we going first? And do remember, we could just fly." He grows wings, and they begin flapping, generating lift. He glares at Jake, and hisses. "You will close your mouth, or I will break your jaw. So shut up, you're ticking me off." He turns back to Copperhead. "Do you want a comfortable ride, or a fast one? For you, that is. I'm going to be squeezing some answers out of our....guest, here."

He stares off into the distance, seemingly distracted. The sun peeks out from behind the thick cloudbank, and his skin immediately begins to burn. In mere moments, his body is covered in 2nd degree burns. He roars in agony, and collapses in pain. The ray of light vanishes just as quickly as it came, as more clouds begin gathering into a storm.