Explanation (Sort Of)
'System.' Mike growled. He was NOT in the mood for its bullshit right now.
[The Host lacks the authority to know the details of what occurred.] The system replied coolly.
"Bullshit!" He shouted, his aura unconsciously leaking out. Perhaps it was due to the approaching full moon, but being denied something like this was grating heavily on his nerves.
"You can't just do that! Why are you withholding information for something so important!" Mike yelled.
[The system did nothing.] The construction answered simply. [What occurred was an unforeseen result of your instincts doing everything to ensure your survival. You were NOT meant to make use of what you did at this point in time, and new restrictions have been put in place to ensure that it will not happen again until you are deemed prepared.] Hearing this, Mike's expression tightened, but he slowly unclenched his fists.
