A smirk crosses Saffron's face underneath the armor's impassive helmet.  "You got it."<br/><br/>The golden armor launches into motion toward the remaining common warstrider.  Without a care for strategy or cunning, Saffron crashes headlong into the warstrider's chest, toppling it onto its back with a thunderous noise.  Planting her feet, she grabs what she guesses to be the cockpit, and the caste mark on her forehead shimmers as she wrenches the thing wide open.<br/><br/>She seizes the hapless pilot by the arm and hauls him clear of the warstrider.  "All yours, King!" Saffron calls, waving to her friend with her free arm as she tosses the pilot to the sands below.<br/><br/>(Channeling Valor to attack the remaining common warstrider; 11 successes.  4m into the Second Athletics Excellency to pry that sucker open and also channelling Valor; 17 successes.  OPEN SESAME!<br/><br/>Currently 0/20 Personal Essence, 32/34 Peripheral Essence, 6/8 Willpower.