Supernova

Ryu was shrouded in a crackling black lightning. It infused itself into his violet lightning flame, darkening the scales and energies around his body as though tainting it. 

Ryu's grip around Isemeine's throat was so tight that her neck nearly snapped. She could feel her skin giving way to his strength, her spine crackling and threatening to shatter completely. As quickly as Ryu's strength had vanished, it had come back even fiercer than it had before. It even seemed as though his body had never been injured in the first place. 

Isemeine suddenly began to laugh again. 

"What, are you angry? You men are all such worthless scumbags. What? You can fuck as many women as you want but she can't dare to touch another man even after so long?"