"Rance. You blew off his shoulder. I don't think that means he's down for the count!" Alexander helpfully pointed out. "I mean, Reogane is down two arms and a head!! But I can still fight!" He added, doing some simple kicks.<br/><br/>The pilot frowned, thinking. He knew it was a lucky shot that got him, that was it....but.... no matter how lucky the shot there had to be some base power behind it for it to work. Which means....Rance had potential to give him a<span style="font-style: italic">challenge</span>.  But, at the same time...he struck him, and force him out of the fight...his first fight on this planet! What shame he felt at this moment!<br/><br/>He could have ended it there, but his judgement was being clouded by his anger and his natural lust for challenge.<br/><br/>"Rance......you're not bad. Fine, I'll leave....but, if you hunt me down..." He reached out his machine arm, grabbing out with it's claws. "Know that I WILL strike back with EVERYTHING I HAVE! TAKE THAT AS THE PROMISE OF A PRINCE! THE PROMISE OF ME, GENO!" He roared, balling his hand into a fist. He turned his head, focusing on Reogane.<br/><br/><br/>"And if you get in the way next time, blue machine, I'll wipe you out without a second thought."<br/>"I'm Ale-"<br/>"I don't care."<br/>"Awww."<br/>And with that, he flew away, the larger ship following him.<br/><br/><br/><br/>"....He seems unpleasant!" Alexander noted, getting out of Reogane. "And by unpleasnt, I meant<span style="font-style: italic"> what a dick.</span>" He explained, crossing his arms and nodded his head. "I wonder who he was?  He called himself a prince, and he said this will be the day the "human race" ends...I GOT IT!" He said, snapping his finger before slamming his fist into his palm.<br/><br/>"...HE'S AN ALIEN!"