He watched carefully, noting Baphomet's mounting speed. He could almost see the aura of enegry around it as it whirled.  'Impressive. She might actually be be faster than you, old friend.' he mentally sent to Alastor, the lightning blade that currently rested against his back. As amll arc of purple lighting playing about Alastor's blade was the only response. As Vance spoke, he nodded softly, that cocky smirk still on his lips. 'The boy has good control, I'll give him that much.' he sent to Kei. "Good, good. You can control it well." he said, gripping Alastor's hilt as he adopted a more martial stance. "Can you fight as effectively with it, was my real question?"