*185 tanks his machete out of a dead mercenary Juggernaut's head with ease. The machete is coated with blood and brain matter. It looked like no difficult task for him.*
185: You. What's your deal here?
Supernova: I was talking about my armor. If my armor was darker and heavier, I would look a lot like you. And i’m just assuming you’re evil since you’re standing like that.