Ren takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. His hands clench into fists. When he's done, he's pretty sure he can speak without yelling and disturbing the people around them. He cares about his team, unlike some assholes in this room.

"You barged into the middle of a situation that was already chaotic as fuck," he says. His tone is intense and angry, and the words come quickly, but at least he stays fucking quiet. "You confused people who'd never seen you fight and didn't know what the hell was going on, in a fight where every split second of distraction could be deadly. It wasn't clear whether the fucking tentacles were allies, or a new attack from Fatalis. We all trained as a group specifically so that when everything went to shit in the battle, we'd still work well together and not get in each other's way. But you weren't involved, people didn't know how to fight with you, everyone was scrambling to deal with your self-righteous delusions when we were already hanging by a fucking thread.

"Like I said. Typical Maruki behavior. You get an idea in your head that you can help, and you make it everyone else's fucking problem. We're lucky no one got hurt because of your reckless bullshit."