[Damn it feels good to be on the right end of a pile driver like that for once. There's a shot of vicious glee he's feeling, but he hides it well. He's not afraid anymore. Not of him. It's a miraculous feeling. He descends, landing beside 17 with his arms crossed--but he's not attacking again, not yet.]

Your unlimited energy isn't going to do you much good if I can end the fight before you tire me out, 17. I'm stronger than you now. You missed a lot after Cell got a hold of you.