Shang did not answer, instead holding a hand to his daughter's back. He was mumbling something in a Mandarin dialect, his hand glowing and imparting energy to her as he did so.
Once that was done, he stood up and smiled wickedly at them. "Who am I? Your destruction. You will die and live forever within me." He held his arms out, palms open. A fireball flew from his hand and went toward the first man. Once one fireball left, another formed and shot folowed by yet another one..