[Seeing this guy he just met, who is apparently very close to Ain, writhing on the ground in pain after not even getting a chance to defend himself really... makes Add feel a lot better about himself.

He just smirks, hand on his hip while the other shoots off some more sparks. Dynamo is arranged in a tight array behind his shoulders, almost like wings.]

Oh? Do you still have some fight left in you? Maybe you're not completely worthless after all, if you can handle one percent of my power. Kekekekeke...!

[do not doubt his ability to continue making stupid choices]