From the metal casket Dirge rose fully charged and geared in his additional armor loaded with repulsor tech modified further by King's men to streamline it all, moving the Unibeam from his head to his chest and reducing the number of repulsors from 10 to 4 and adding autonomous bladed laser projectiles called fangs that could quickly kill most human level foes.
The chains that bound the murderous Dirge fell to the ground as his armor locked into place - a psychotic wide smile on his face as the plating formed the killer's visage. I'll make sure to leave the killing blow on the leader to you. Good publicity makes us look good. However, the regulars are gonna be fun to kill. Time to chop them to pieces! Dirge flexed his claws and exited his cell - seeing his name on the door.
Who the fuck is Sebastian Bolton? You couldn't put my name on the door? Turning to see a Skrull group he moved at super speed dicing them to shreds laughing as they bled all over the place. Hahahaha!!! Targets I'm encouraged to slaughter! Pray to your god, because you're all gonna meet him! Die!!!