The kick lands, sending JJ into a wall. He struggles to his feet. The wounds had started to catch up to him, causing him to be unsteady and disoriented. "Well... The fire ain't gonna cut it. If something bad happens, I'm sorry, it's hard to control by this point." The flames fade from JJ, replaced by the red and black energy. JJ then falls to his knees, screaming. He was clutching his head, shaking as if he was experiencing extreme pain. Then, nothing. JJ stood up, a disconnected and frankly terrifying look in his eyes. Rage was glowing so bright it would be hard to look at, if Despair wasn't eating the light with its black energy. There were no words spoken from JJ at this point, as if he wasn't even there. Like his body was just a husk, without someone there to pilot it. Meanwhile, Rage began to work on JJ's more major wounds, healing them very slowly, and allowing him to operate at a better capacity. He then throws Despair to the right of Zane, and teleports to it. He charges Zane, staring him down with the exact same look.