Stratus turned his head to find the leather bound The Dayman catching up. He was so close, in fact, that in Stratus' side mirror he could see the phrase "Fire Crotch" stenciled into the front of the codpiece kart, backwards, so that in the mirror it read correctly.<br/><br/>"Leske, do you really think I would be worried about a chump like him?"<br/><br/>He stood up on top of his bike, which somehow managed to not slow down with his hands no longer on the throttle, and pointed to his chest.<br/><br/>"I'm the biggest baddest fastest rowdiest sword slinginest biker in this bunch! My elemental powers are second to no one and he will learn to respect me Leske! Just like the rest of you."<br/><br/>He hopped down and was about to speed back up when he heard a horn in his ear. The Dayman had caught up and was positioned between Stratus and Leske.<br/><br/>"Nothing goes quite as fast as a royal codpiece child. You will soon learn this. As soon as I am done properly trash talking your friend here! Who seems to be racing with us."<br/><br/>The Dayman turned to find Leske, straddling a motorcycle with what seemed to be a new found confidence. He looked around for any sign of Magnus or the other Mooketeers and then rubbed his chin in bewilderment.<br/><br/>"Leskey! Leskey my boy are you on your own now? Did Magnus upgrade you three from apprentice!? Splendid! Absolutely splendid. You do know what this means don't you?"<br/><br/>The Dayman clicked a button and "autopilot" flashed up on the dash. He jumped from his codpiece kart and onto the front of Leske's motorcycle, placing his royal face inches away from his friend's. Careful to avert one, he positioned his vision so that only one eye was making contact, directly with Leske.<br/><br/>"You see! Anyone that Magnus would catch and release like you shows that he has to have some great level of respect in your abilities, even with being a lower classman! Given my respect for Magnus, that earns you one eye of contact between conversations. So how have you been Leskey!"