The charged blast, once fired, impacted the ground behind the black machine and caused a rather brilliant explosion of energy and broken asphalt. Bits of debris rained from the sky, clanking harmlessly against the machines that had reduced the surrounding area to its current state. The cannon atop Keizer's shoulder was glowing a bright, angry red, overheated from the barrage. Likewise, steam came off the barrels of both revolvers and arm-mounted guns.<br/><br/>When asked his name, Rance held Keizer's arms outward. "Me? My name's Rance, and if I ever see you around here again, you're gonna get a hell of a lot more than a busted shoulder, you hear me?!" He shouted back, pointing forward with one of his guns. "You're not gonna get away with this, and if I have to hunt your sorry ass down to the ends of the Earth to bring you down, you can bet your ass I'll never rest until it happens!"<br/><br/>The dramatic display of his sense of justice, while likely infuriating to his opponent, was sincere. He couldn't stand the sight of defenseless innocents getting hurt, and this guy had done so much more than just that. Keizer wasn't nearly as strong as the enemy mech, that much was certain, but if he could get lucky again the next time they met, then there might be a chance to bring a proper punishment his way.