Macka nods, "Do you like them? They are my personal creations... They may appear unseemly but have function to spare." he explains while gesturing at one of the creatures, causing to slowly crawl towards him.

"Yeah, I saw their 'functions' before coming here..." he mutters while watching Macka pat the head of the creature, as if it were a dog.

"Don't look at me like that. We have the same goals after all! The only reason I wanted you captured was to exchange research... I heard it from Miss Usanagi, your near-death experience that advanced you from a simple human into... This." he gestures towards Afton, as if displaying a priceless treasure.

Afton shakes his head, "I don't know what you're talking about... But I doubt Usanagi would give away that information willingly." he states with a glare.

"Oh? You are worried about someone who'd betray your confidence?" he asks.

"Honestly? I don't really care, and the likelihood that you tortured it outta her makes you responsible for the information getting out anyway... What are you trying to achieve here? Because to me, it looks like you've trapped yourself with no escape." he threatens.

"Wha am I trying to achieve? Afton! You should be more aware of it than anyone else! I want to push our kind into the forefront of the world's stage. Put us on top where we belong! Not following those cowards and racists." Macka spits.

"Our kind?" Afton questions, not quite sure what the man's referring to... Did he think Afton was a Psyker? Because that wasn't true at all, especially considering his status didn't state it so like Scorpion-Man and Shani.

"The next level of human evolution... Psykers! I know you've stepped into our realm somehow, and I can only speculate that rigorous experimentation was required, especially after finding nothing extraordinary with your father."

Afton scowls at the mention of his dad, "If you're trying to get into my good graces, mentioning my father, the man who you tortured into insanity and mutilated with your experiments, isn't going to work." he growls, wondering if he should just crush the man's skull and be done with it. The only thing that stopped him was the potential knowledge the man, and his abilities as a Psyker held... On that subject, he should probably see what power the man possesses before making any hostile actions... Better safe than sorry.

[Macka Bree]

Health : 100%

Stamina : 100%

DT : 15

Strength : 12

Perception : 7

Endurance : 15

Charisma : 3

Intelligence : 8

Agility : 12

Luck : 1

Ailments :

[Psyker] : Grants Supernatural abilities at the expense of the user's Luck.

[Organikinesis] : Grants the ability to alter, manipulate, and bend organic matter as the user wishes.

Huh, that's an overpowered ability if he ever saw one... Plus those stats! Multiple of his statistics had reached Superhuman level, not to mention how durable he is! Hmm, still, Afton was sure he'd be able to put him down, Scorpion-Man wasn't all that hard to deal with either...

Macka sighs, "Ignore that primitive ape... Or, former-ape, should I say? His current form is quite majestic if I do say so myself... Which I do... Because I made him..."

Afton shakes his head with a scowl, "You didn't make him, if anything, you just stole my cells and implanted them into him because you are inept as a scientist, despite your ability to manipulate organic matter!" he challenges, feeling justified in revealing that he knew about the man's ability.

Macka's eyes widen momentarily, and the snarl he was going to give in response to Afton's insult was quickly lost as his grin grew, "So you figured it out? How? Is that one of your abilities? You know, other than that weird arm of yours...?"

Afton shrugs, "Intuition you could say... Now, I think we're done talking... As far as I can see, you have two options... The easy way, or the fun way." he states with a bloodthirsty grin.

Macka gives an exaggerated pondering pose before giving an answer, "Hmm, I pick... My way!" he laughs while thrusting his hand towards Afton, causing him to raise his plant arm in preparation to defend against an attack...

Except... Nothing came... Even his danger sense remained inactive... "Was that a joke? Or are you just normally retarded?" Afton mutters.

Macka shakes his head, "It was my attack... Maybe you shouldn't be forgetting about my pets." he states.

Afton looks back at the door which he was still blocking with his shield and realises with slightly worry that the creatures were now absent... His eyes flitter to the air vents of the room where the sounds of the creature's clattering movements could be heard. "Yeah, very funny..." Afton mutters, pulling out his revolver and firing at Macka's knee cap.

*Bang!*

Macka abruptly drops to the floor with a yelp, but the screams Afton had been expecting from the usually painful wound were noticeably absent. Ignoring the louder commotion from the vents, he focuses on Macka and spots his crippled knee healing at a visible rate...

The healing only took a couple seconds, and once done Macka was up again and laughing at his expense. "Hahaha! You can't kill me! Compared to the rest of those primitives, I am a god!" he exclaims just as the other creatures come flooding out of the vents.

Afton growls and empties his revolver into Macka's knees and elbows, hoping to cripple him so he can quickly take care of his creatures.

He holsters his revolver and swaps his Chainsword to his left hand so he can use his plant arm to full effect... His arm fluctuates in a rather disturbing manner as he forms a familiar blade... One that looks incredibly similar to Alex Mercer's blade arm in Prototype.

And with that, he starts swinging and blood starts flying.