Aku senses a shadow pass over his closed eyelids before he sees the object that cast it. His eyes blink open instantly to see a sleek jet touching down on the lunar surface not far from him. Oh for the love of Darkness! Who is this accursed fool and what do they want from him? As great clouds of dust billow toward him, Aku turns away to shield himself and morphs his being into the shape of a smooth, low boulder to let the clouds roll over him.

He can't see yet just what is heading his way but he can feel the vibrations of heavy footsteps through the ground beneath him. There's a clang — or there would have been a clang — as metal strikes Aku's hard shell. Annoyed, and now indignant, Aku turns two angry, glaring eyes and their twin flames up toward whatever dared to kick him. Once again his form shifts, stretching upward and sprouting six horns as Aku rises to a height tall enough to look down upon the giant machine before him.

He's seen his share of giant robots but Aku can't say he's ever seen one like this before, especially not one that possessed shapeshifting capabilities. Squaring his spiked shoulders, the yokai stands tall and proud with talons curled at his sides. On the off chance that this thing he's never seen before is with the Legion, he might as well attempt communication. Floating somewhere in his hyperfluid black mass is Aku's communicator (along with his flight ring) which he'll use from within to transmit his thunderous voice.

"Who dares disturb the rest and relaxation of Aku?"