The Dayman paused from kicking the footballs at Depositron and vaguely acknowledged someone else in the party was making a commotion. He turned and found a giant lance wielding knight attacking their foe with all its might.<br/><br/>"Yes!"<br/><br/>He wagged a royal finger above his perfectly parted thick head of hair, "What greater force in the universe is there than that of thrusting! Well met, peasant. You have earned my attention. However...."<br/><br/>The Dayman placed his hands on his lower back and arched a bit, sending his royal spine crackling.<br/><br/>"Your technique is quite lacking. Try this!"<br/><br/>He began to gyrate his hips in a spectacular fashion and interlaced his fingers behind his head in a relaxed pose. Soon a lance, nearly two and a half times larger than the knight's lance protruded directly from his codpiece. In fact, it was long enough for Depositron to be within reach, despite flying around the city.<br/><br/>"Royal economy shattering lance thrust of true love! You have been quite a monetary mongrel, Depositron. So how about a tip?"<br/><br/>And he  began to gyrate and thrust with all of his spectacular royal might, pushing his lance into the sky and piercing the very heavens, stabbing away around Depositron and searching for an entry.