"I know that your goons shot me," said Zack, attempting to loom over the professor threateningly but realizing too late that they were more or less the same height. "Or, uh, I think they did."

On second thought, he let the Buster Sword slide back into its sheath. It was going to be a hell of a lot more satisfying to use his fists, and it wasn't as if the likes of Hojo could pose any threat to him now that he wasn't locked in a mako chamber. "Explanation," he snapped, grabbing Hojo by his tie and jerking him forwards. "Now."