[s1e8] Issue #108: You Won't Like Him When He's... Guide

Leo didn't look up. The voice belonged to Jax, a debt collector who looked like he’d been carved out of granite and bad intentions. He had two shadows behind him, both grinning with the kind of confidence only a baseball bat provides.

Leo felt a surge of heat behind his eyes. His heart rate spiked. One, two, three, breathe, he told himself. But the internal rhythm was being drowned out by a low, vibrating hum in his bones. [S1E8] Issue #108: You Won't Like Him When He's...

As he vanished into the shadows of the alley, a single thought echoed in his mind: Issue #109 is going to be even worse. Leo didn't look up

Leo looked up. His eyes were no longer human; they were glowing orbs of molten lead. He didn't roar. He didn't scream. He simply spoke, and the floorboards groaned under the weight of his words. Leo felt a surge of heat behind his eyes

Leo looked down at his trembling hands. A faint, silvery shimmer danced under his skin, like mercury flowing through his veins. It had been three weeks since the accident at the Ishida Labs. Three weeks of blackouts and waking up in craters, surrounded by the wreckage of whatever—or whoever—had crossed his path. "Hey, pal. This booth is reserved."