[ This is really turning into Die Hard 2 with the exploding everythings, and Lancer is having a hard time taking any of it too seriously... not that he's halfhearting his task, but he knows the quality of his opponent's character now. This isn't a warrior he's up against: just some blood-crazed ax murderer. Literally.
He shares the distaste that Lien is feeling, a little miffed that he has to sully his spear (usually reserved only for worthy opponents, if legend is anything to go by) on someone like this. Kicking aside motorcycle debris, actually cutting through fire to carve a path for himself, he launches forward and ahead to get Rider to stumble back, to give him an opening. ]
You've overstayed your welcome, bastard. This war is weird enough without you adding to the mess.
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He shares the distaste that Lien is feeling, a little miffed that he has to sully his spear (usually reserved only for worthy opponents, if legend is anything to go by) on someone like this. Kicking aside motorcycle debris, actually cutting through fire to carve a path for himself, he launches forward and ahead to get Rider to stumble back, to give him an opening. ]
You've overstayed your welcome, bastard. This war is weird enough without you adding to the mess.