"Well half of your statement about the tequila and the ass kicking is correct. You got your spar and I won. Lit you on fire after dousing you and the area in oil. Though you did make good use of the water treatment facility I must say. So, when this change happens you basically become feral, good to know. Does this mean you get weaker in the summer?" Richard said as he placed his helmet on the ground and had another sip of wine.