"Really?" The Master says, sarcasm evident in his tone. "I was unaware that you weren't the same as the other Doctor." He continues, though his voice has become serious. "I must admit it might spice up this little dance of ours though. A Doctor capable of what exactly? Violence certainly, but murder or hate? On the other hand, I find it hard to believe that you have gotten some useful traits with that human half. Mark my words though Doctor. You will regret coming after me rather than fixing your other problems. Eyes on the sky. The drums are coming."