He growled. "You really need to come up with better quips fuckface. Or better yet, just shut the fuck up all together."
Which was going to be very easy to do when his larynx was severed on Logan's claws. He didn't really give a damn what the substance was that fell one him, it burned like hell on his open cuts but other than that it didn't matter at all. Acid even did nothing to him.
Then the lighter was thrown at him and his body went up in flames. He roared. It hurt like a bitch, but it wouldn't be enough to put him down.
"Bad move dumbass."
Teeth gritted he lunged at the vampire, taking him down on the floor, growling when the clothes he wore began to burn.
"My turn!"
His eyes were fiery, the skin already continuously growing back just as Angelus would begin to get a view of the silver metal peeking through his skin. His arm pulled back and just as he brought his fist down into the fuckers midsection the claws came out. It wouldn't kill him. But the Wolverine felt like dishing out some torture of his own. The human side of him was gone for now, the beast taking over.