With all the shaking and fire, Jay lost his grip on the Demon Barber of the SS. He staggered back a couple of steps.

"You ain't no Black Bolt," Jay roared in counter. Though he didn't have the unholy resonance to his voice. Just big-lunged muscle man behind it. "So kiss my muscly, green ass."

The big green teen was not thinking about structural damage. Since the mansion was already shaking from ebil, it was time to clap that in the face. Jay smacked his hands together to send a shock wave at Zebil the Zemoist.